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thalergetic · 4 years

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prompt: sugar daddy adora. as a birthday treat 😌

as a birthday treat? of course 😌

As far as Catra knew, most grad students didn’t have closets full of Gucci, Dior, and Louis Vuitton.

They didn’t have a chauffeur that would take them wherever they needed, whenever they needed.

And they certainly weren’t sharing a bed with one of the most powerful businesswomen in the country.

Adora Grayskull, who made the 30 Under 30 list at age 21, had been promoted to COO of Horde Industries about three months before she met Catra, and she was only on her way up.

Catra wasn’t sure exactly what her job entailed — Adora had tried explaining it a few times in bed, but nothing had ever stuck — and wasn’t sure she wanted to know.

After all, that wasn’t something their... agreement had covered.

Catra met Adora when she was in the first year of a grueling PhD program at one of the best schools on the West Coast.

She’d been waiting tables in a fairly high-class restaurant, trying to make enough money to cover her first tuition payment, when Adora walked in.

She had been with a client, Catra remembered, but it didn’t stop her from staring the whole time.

When her client left — in some fit of rage, if the way he stormed out was anything to go by — Adora had sighed and put her head in her hands.

And, well, Catra wasn’t immune to someone that attractive in a well-tailored suit.

She brought over a glass of the scotch Adora had ordered earlier and placed it gently beside her.

“On the house,” Catra said, watching Adora’s eyes flick over to it. “You’re Adora Grayskull, right?”

“Guilty as charged.” Adora looked up at her for a moment. “Care to join me?”

Catra knew she probably shouldn’t, but it had been a slow night, and her manager was too busy micromanaging the hostesses to notice her.

After a moment’s hesitation, she nodded, and pulled up a chair across from her. “What was that guy’s deal?”

Adora sighed a little, looking towards the door before her eyes met Catra’s. “I had to fire him.” When Catra’s eyes widened a little, Adora continued, explaining, “He’s— he was in charge of our Boston branch.”

“Not anymore, though, I guess,” Catra said. “Rough way to end a night.”

“Considering he spent the last two quarters doing coke and fucking his secretary, I think he probably should’ve seen it coming.” Adora took a sip of her drink to hide a smile as Catra let out a surprised laugh.

Adora swallowed, then nodded toward Catra. “My turn to ask a question. What brought you here?”

“Here, like, to LA? Or to the restaurant?”

“Both,” Adora shrugged. “Either.”

Catra gnawed at the inside of her lip for a second. “I’m a grad student at UCLA,” She said. “I just started a PhD program.”

Adora’s eyebrows raised a little as she nodded, impressed. “In what?”

“Mechanical engineering and applied physics,” Catra answered, watching Adora’s eyes widen even further. “Y’know. Basic stuff.”

It was Adora’s turn to let out a surprised laugh. “No shit,” She said, propping her head up on a hand. “Tell me more.”

Somehow, Catra did. She talked — slow and hesitant at first, then with increasing enthusiasm that led her to drawing a diagram on the back of a receipt — about her work, her interests, and her concentration.

The whole time, Adora watched her face with an awed expression. At the end, her only question was, “So why the hell are you waiting tables?”

“I mean, the tuition isn’t exactly cheap,” Catra said. “I got a partial scholarship, but I’m already up to my neck in loans. This doesn’t cover all of it, but...” She shrugged. “It helps. Plus, the food’s not bad.”

Adora nodded a little. Her face clouded with an expression Catra couldn’t place. “Means you have less time to do your actual work, though.”

Catra nodded. “It does. But, I mean, it’s whatever,” She said, shrugging again. “That’s life. What can you do, y’know?”

“Well, I—” Adora cut herself off with a shake of her head. “No, that’s not— never mind.”

Catra frowned. “What?”

As if to give her some courage, Adora finished her drink. She began to run her finger around the edge of the glass as she said, in a careful, halting voice, “If you needed some help, I would...” She cleared her throat. “I would be happy to, um...”

She was blushing, Catra realized. Why would she be— oh.

Oh.

“Um,” Catra started, eyes widening. “You— but, I-I mean, I just met you.”

“True,” Adora agreed. “So obviously you’re under no obligation to accept, but—” She let out a small sigh. “You know you’re the first person I’ve been able to have a normal conversation with in years?”

Catra blinked. She wasn’t sure what to say, and all her brain could come up with was, “Oh.”

“Yeah,” Adora nodded. “And you’re so, so smart, Catra. You should be able to spend as much time as humanly possible doing what you love, not—not giving glasses of Johnny Walker to random CEOs on a Tuesday night.”

Catra was pretty sure her mouth was hanging open. “So, to be clear, you would be, like... my sugar daddy?”

Adora cringed a little at the words, but nodded anyway. “If that’s what you want to call it, then... sure. But we don’t have to discuss it now,” She said, reaching into her suit jacket.

She pulled out a sleek, neat black wallet and pulled one, two, then four hundred-dollar bills from inside it.

“When are you free to talk about it?” Adora asked, sliding the money across the table. “I’ll send a car for you.”

“You don’t have to do that. I can take the bus.”

“If that’s what you want, that’s fine,” Adora said, putting her hands up in surrender. “But if it makes things easier for you, I’m happy to do it.”

In the end, the temptation of a plush, fancy car was too much for Catra to overcome, and she relented soon after.

Later that week, when she and Adora went over the terms of what they’d refer to as the agreement, Catra found herself blushing when she asked the question that had been lingering on her mind for days.

“So... in exchange for the money,” Catra said hesitantly, watching Adora’s expression shift ever so slightly, “What... would I be doing?”

“Right. Um.” Adora started, swallowing thickly. “I know that usually in these types of relationships, there’s—” She cut herself off, letting out a small laugh. “I don’t know why I’m blushing,” She said, shaking her head. “Um. But there’s a sexual component.”

Not trusting herself to speak without it coming out squeaky, Catra just nodded. Her face was on fire.

“If that’s not something you’re interested in, that’s completely fine,” Adora said, raising her eyebrows a little. “I don’t want to pressure you into anything.”

Catra nodded again, clearing her throat. “And, um. If... I was interested?”

Adora’s eyes widened a little, and Catra swore she saw them darken as her jaw pulsed. “If you’re interested,” Adora said, her voice dropping a little deeper, “I’m more than okay with that.”

Feeling her heart rate jump a little at the sudden change in demeanor, Catra blinked rapidly. “Um. O-okay,” She said, nodding again. “Yeah. Cool. We need to—to talk about it more, though, right?”

“I need to know any limits you have,” Adora said, nodding. “Anything you’re absolutely not willing to do.”

“Okay,” Catra nodded. “Yeah. I can do that.”

Adora offered a hand out for Catra to shake.

After a second’s hesitation, Catra took it.

“Then it’s a deal,” Adora said, giving her a smile. “You’ll have access to a car service, my credit card, and the penthouse,” She said. “In return, I would just ask that you keep this between us.”

“Uh. Of course,” Catra said, remembering the very detailed text she’d sent to Glimmer after their first meeting. “Um. I-I can do that.”

“I-I mean, I don’t know what you’ve told people,” Adora said, frowning a little. “Just, you know. Try and keep my name out of it. Not that I’m ashamed of you, or of this, but with the company—”

“Easy, baby,” Catra said, putting a hand on her arm. She began to rub soothingly at it, feeling hard muscle under Adora’s dress shirt. “I get it.”

Adora blushed again. “You—you called me baby,” She said dumbly.

“You’re paying for my tuition,” Catra said, raising an eyebrow. “I feel like it’s the least I can do.”

The words seemed to remind her of something, and Catra swallowed hard. “Speaking of tuition,” She said. “When do you... want me to start?”

“Start wh— oh.” Adora’s eyes widened. She looked behind her, where the door to her bedroom was open, before turning back to Catra. “Are you busy tonight?”

Catra blinked, trying hard to tamp down her blush. “Not at all.”

“Well, then,” Adora said, taking a step toward her. Slowly, so Catra could see and react to it, she moved her hand up so her thumb was resting on Catra’s bottom lip. “There’s your answer.”

Catra opened her mouth a little, feeling Adora slide her thumb inside.

In a second, Catra decided that if she was going to do this, she would do it right.

Putting a hand on Adora’s to steady it, Catra began to suck gently on the finger in her mouth, watching Adora’s eyes fly open as her lips parted.

A few moments later, Catra released her finger with a pop, leaving Adora much less collected than she had been minutes prior.

With a wink, Catra moved past her slowly, dragging her fingers lightly along Adora’s shoulder as she walked behind her into her bedroom.

Catra stopped at the doorway and looked back. “If we’re doing this, there’s something you should know,” She said, watching Adora frown in a mix of concern, confusion, and arousal.

“What?”

Dragging her eyes up and down Adora’s body, Catra gave her a grin. “I bite.”

#ask #adorasheart #alex #my writing #catradora #spop #catradora fic #prompt fill #this idea? sexy as fuck #happy birthday babe 😌

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sergeant-angels-trashcan · 3 years

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My local library phased out late fees. However, I recently found out that the step after Late Fee is a Lost Book Fee + suspended account, which they waive if you return the book and you just pay the processing fee. So I had the fun experience of going in to return a book about ADHD and pay the processing fee, and also getting them to check me out another three books about ADHD and a lesbian comic because I had lost my card and couldn't use the self-serve counter.

missing card, missing books, lesbian comics and adhd, this literally sounds like me

yeah, my library still has late fees/fines but it’s more as a reminder to please return your books, like, we don’t GET any money from fines, at least not worth writing home about. and then, as you say, the Assumed Lost Bill, which goes down to (for us) a dollar fine once it’s returned (so like, we told you it was overdue three times and you kept it for uuhhh a few months so our system says ‘ah you lost it pls pay so we can get more’). Unless you’ve lost over $100 of items and you get sent to collections because we’re not equipped to handle that kind of loss, and THEN no matter what you have to pay a $20 referral fee because WE have to pay the repo man or whatever. (how much is the processing fee, if i may ask?)

like HONESTLY though i have seen people with THOUSANDS of dollars of missing items billed to their accounts. I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone with a flat hundo billed, it’s always at least a couple hundred. It’s very satisfying to check in a bunch of items that were billed and see what a patron owes go down. A word to the wise? NEVER LOSE AUDIO BOOKS. they cost so damn much.

also, to anyone who goes to a library and has fines: don’t pay them. i have so many people pay their 5 cents or whatever all “ohhhh i don’t like to owe anything” or “i feel bad” STOP DON’T. I promise at least 5 librarians at your library owe more than you in fines. 2 of them are probably almost blocked from checking things out because they owe so much and one of them probably IS blocked. (our system lets you owe $30 in fines before your account gets blocked. so depending on what books you’ve lost you could have several things billed to your account and still be able to use it)

we don’t judge you for bringing back books late! I will however judge you making me open the cash drawer or run your credit card. don’t make me do that. i hate it. we all hate it. owing the library money is the LAST thing we will judge you for. WE DON’T CARE. we care about damaged books and missing CDs/DVDs (because we have to CALL you about those, ugh, we don’t like PHONES! we like BOOKS.) and when you repeatedly put hundreds of items on hold and then DON’T PICK THEM UP.

and the fines thing may differ based on rural/urban libraries and how that affects their funding, but i literally. i can’t express how much i DON’T CARE ABOUT YOUR FINES. you know what i spent the summer doing? taking people who came up owing money when i checked books in and then canceling their fines. our upper management was like “let’s be nice since it’s the COVID times” and i took that to heart

#library things #personal #fines #lol sorry for the rant i can't stand doing Cash Things at work it's so irritating #like. we don't want to handle money on a GOOD day and it hasn't been a good day in a year!!#no i don't want you to give me money for your prints!!!#don't you dare give it to me!!!#you need to copy your passport for immigration stuff??#no don't hand me your money!!! that sounds stressful the least i can do is let you copy for free!!!#i feel like people think librarians are really judgy about stuff #and look we ARE but not what you think #maybe i need to make a list #tawghasa

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shakespeareanwannabe · 4 years

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Strange Comforts

Santiago ‘Pope’ Garcia x OC

Summary: A sequel to ‘Protective Instincts’ and a prequel to ‘Best Laid Plans’ (I wish I could link them here but I’m still figuring that stuff out). With T-minus 10 weeks to go before the baby arrives, Pope discovers that it’s the little things in life that bring the most comfort. *This one’s not based off clarke’s wonderful headcanons, but it’s set in the same universe so that’s where the credit goes!*

Warnings: Pregnancy fic, swearing, references to smut, references PTSD, references to therapy

A/N: Hi everyone! This is part three of who-knows-how-many of my Dad!Pope series. I’m still looking for a series title, and I’m trying to figure out how to create a masterlist for this so I can put them in order for y’all. I hope you enjoy! I loved reading your comments for the last two! Please let me know if you want to be tagged in future installments!

***

“…and, unless someone else wants to share, I think we’ll wrap up for today,” the kind-eyed therapist addressed the group of veterans, shooting a small glance towards Pope out of the corner of his eye.

True to his word, Santiago had been attending group therapy sessions for the last six months, his first session taking place exactly a week after Bex had told him the good news. Will had highly recommended this therapist, having gone to see him himself when his fiancée had left him, and hoped he could shed some light on Pope’s issues so that he wouldn’t walk out on his pregnant girlfriend next time things got hard.

And Pope had been attending the sessions. Listening to what other veterans said, the issues they were going through, it helped. Sure, both Frankie and Will had been fairly vocal about the problems they ran into while trying to adjust to civilian life, and Pope knew that Tom had had massive difficulties when they forced him to retire, and Benny’s issues were plain to see even if he didn’t talk about them, but those were his friends, his brothers, his family. They had all seen the same shit, so, clearly, they would have similar issues. But hearing random strangers, Marines, and Rangers, Navy and Military and Air Force men and women speak about seeing IEDs everywhere, and drinking to forget, and panicking at the sight of blood was…strangely comforting. The only problem was that Pope could never bring himself to speak.

He wanted to. God knew he wanted to. He needed to be okay. For Bex and the baby, for Frankie and Charlie and Mateo, for Benny and Will, for Molly and the girls, and, most importantly, for himself. So he could stop feeling like a major fuck up in every aspect of his life, so he could feel deserving of the life he had inexplicably been blessed with. But whenever he would try to open his mouth, he froze. How could he possibly talk about the shit he had done in the name of freedom? Was there a way to talk about his instincts shutting his emotions down without coming across as a cold-hearted bastard? Why did his tongue stop working whenever he tried to talk about how deathly afraid he was of screwing up this baby’s life, Bex’s life, their life together as a family? How deathly afraid he was that he had already screwed up Frankie’s, Will’s, and Benny’s lives? How he had nightmares of when Tom had died?

Santiago used to think he was a brave man, but now he felt like a coward. He could face down armed sicarios and terrorists without batting an eye, but he couldn’t talk about his emotions to save his family. It was complete and utter bullshit in his mind.

“Alright everyone, I’ll see you next week,” the therapist dismissed the group and Pope shot to his feet, beelining towards the coffee station.

Everyone else stood around talking, chatting about their daily lives or the weather or whatever, but Pope focused on mixing his coffee. He used to take it black, but then Bex started teasing him that only psychopaths took their coffee black, so he started mixing milk and sugar in instead. He liked it, but he needed it to be perfect.

“You actually drink this swill?” the therapist came up behind him and chuckled.

Pope cracked a smile. “I’ve had worse.”

“Haven’t we all,” he murmured. “Question Mark.”

Santiago shook his hand. “Pope.”

“You’re Ironhead’s friend, right?” Pope nodded. “Damn…he’s told me some of the crap you guys have been through. Sounds like holy hell.”

“Something like that, yeah.”

“Shit, man. No wonder you don’t talk during these meetings.”

Pope felt himself flush. “I mean…you know…”

“Hey, it’s fine. This is a no pressure situation. You just had me curious is all. Either you get people who don’t stop talking, or people who never talk in these sessions. But you…you always look like you want to talk but think better of it.”

Pope shrugged. “It’s like you said. Holy hell. Got used to not talking about the bad stuff.”

“So, what changed?”

Pope smiled softly, his eyes taking on a far-off look. “My girl’s pregnant.”

“Congratulations, man,” Question Mark slapped him on the shoulder.

“Thanks…” Pope shook his head slowly, sadly. “I almost screwed it up. Hell, I’m half convinced that I did, and this is all a dream. But when she told me…”

Question Mark was already nodding. “All of your training went haywire? Started imagining the worst?”

Pope cocked his eyebrow grimly. “Basically.”

The therapist nodded understandingly. “I get that. Same thing happened to me when my wife got pregnant with our third. Despite the other two being great kids, something about my last tour made me think that I’d screw the pooch with the new one. Checked myself into a hotel for a few days and drank myself silly until my brother-in-law showed up and told me that my kids were asking about me. That sobered me up pretty quick.”

Pope grinned grimly. “It was my buddy Catfish for me. Called me and reamed me out, and if Ironhead has told you anything about Fish, you know that he’s not the type at all. But it shook me enough to get my ass back to my house and beg for her forgiveness.”

“But you still sometimes think it’s all a dream?”

“I always thought guys like me don’t get the happy ending.” Pope sipped his coffee and shrugged. “But I’ll take it and run with it. She’s the best thing in my life. I’m not gonna let her down again.”

Question Mark smiled and dug into his pocket, pulling out first his wallet, then his card from his wallet. “Listen, Pope. I know how it can feel trying to talk to a room full of strangers. It sucks sometimes. If you ever want to chat, just one on one, give me a call. I’d be happy to help.”

Pope sucked in a deep breath and took the card. “Yeah, man. That would be great. Thank you.”

“No worries, man. Just, do me a favour?” Pope nodded. “Remember that you deserve this, okay?”

With a final clap on the shoulder, Question Mark moved away and began chatting with another member of the group.

Pope guzzled down the rest of his coffee and threw out the cup, heading home after a successful session.

***

Bex giggled to herself at the soft sounds of cursing and arguing emanating from the spare bedroom as she stirred the pitcher of lemonade.

Frankie, Benny and Will had come over to help Pope put together the furniture for the nursery and, based on the echoes she was hearing, it was not going particularly well. She had abandoned her rocking chair in favour of making the team refreshments after Benny had let loose a string of impressive swear words in two different languages. At approximately 30 weeks pregnant, laughing as hard as she did while listening to Ben swear himself blue in the face just made her have to pee, so she dismissed herself knowing that if she didn’t she would have to endure a lifetime of teasing.

“Just a sec!” she called out as the doorbell rang.

Slow and steady footsteps descended the stairs as a call of “I got it, babe!” echoed down the hall. Rebecca came around the corner with her tray of lemonade and potato chips as Pope handed over a few crisp twenty-dollar bills to the pizza delivery guy.

“Thanks man, you have a good day,” he smiled as he closed the door.

“Mmm, what’d you get?” she inhaled deeply. She’d gotten pretty lucky with the cravings so far, but she would not deny that pizza sounded pretty damn good.

“Got us a meat lovers, got you a pepperoni and pineapple since I know you’ve been on a sweet and salty kick lately.” Pope opened the smaller box to reveal the steaming, cheesy pizza and Bex felt her mouth begin to water.

“Have I told you today how much I love you?” she asked, placing her tray of snacks on top of the pizza boxes Pope was holding out to her.

He smirked at her, his eyes drifting up and down her body slowly. “You told me several times this morning, but I’ll never stop you from saying it again.”

Rebecca felt herself flush at the memory. Those second trimester hormones had hit her hard and seemed to be lasting a good long while, and Pope was certainly not complaining. His girl was stunning. She was always stunning to him, but that primal part of his brain told him that she was even more stunning when she had a belly full of his baby. Her bump was prominent, her tits were bigger and more sensitive, her skin was glowing, and that alpha male voice inside his brain crowed every time he woke up to her beautiful face and growing belly that it was all because of him. He had knocked her up and, thank God, she had decided that she loved him enough to want to raise a family with him. She was achy and uncomfortable, but she loved him and wanted his kid, and that meant more to him than he could ever say. Luckily, with the influx of hormones the past few months, he had been able to show her instead.

He watched as she slowly climbed the stairs, taking care to stay a few steps behind her just in case.

“How’s it going up here anyway?”

Pope groaned. “I don’t get it, baby. I can field strip any gun you put in my hands blindfolded. All of us can. How the fuck is this stuff beating us?”

Bex giggled softly as she entered the nursery and absorbed the scene in front of her. What she wouldn’t give for her phone right now so she could take a picture. Benny sat in the middle of the floor, looking like he was about to cry; crib pieces scattered around him. Will was leaning against the wall with a tired hand over his eyes, a half-assembled dresser beside him. Frankie was sitting in her abandoned rocking chair, cap pulled low over his eyes. He looked like he could be asleep, if only his leg wasn’t bouncing up and down anxiously.

“Soups on, fellas,” Pope announced, prompting the team to abandon their projects for paper plates piled high with pizza slices and tall glasses of lemonade.

Bex smiled fondly at her family as Pope, Benny and Will sat against the far wall underneath the bay window, the three men examining the assembly directions for the crib like they were preparing for a siege.

Frankie held out his hand to offer her the rocking chair but she shook her head. “If I sit in that thing any longer, I feel like I’m gonna turn into a grandmother instead of a mom.”

Frankie cracked a small smile. “Fair enough…” he scanned the room quickly before meeting her eyes again. “Do you want me to go grab a chair from the kitchen?”

Again, she shook her head. “The floor is good, Frankie.”

“You sure? I can—”

“As long as you promise to help me up when I inevitably need to pee, I’m positive,” she chuckled.

“You got it, kid,” Frankie held her hands to help her gently lower herself onto the hardwood floor before throwing himself down beside her. “How ya feeling?”

Bex shrugged as she bit into her deliciously sweet and salty slice of pizza. “You know, I’m actually alright. I know I’ve gotten pretty lucky, but I thought this whole pregnancy thing would be a lot tougher.”

Frankie nodded kindly as he chewed on his own slice. “I remember how Charlie was when she was pregnant with Mateo,” he reminisced. “Couldn’t sleep more than ten minutes at a time, constantly had to pee, had to wear these ugly compression socks. She handled it like a champ for the first 30 or so weeks, but by the time he was finally ready to make his entrance, we were both ready for her not to be pregnant anymore.”

“Yeah, she mentioned that,” she murmured. When Frankie had raced over to calm her down after Pope had left, one of the first things he said was that he and Charlie would be there for them, no matter what. And they had been. Charlie in particular had been Bex’s lifeline. She had been so kind and understanding, helping Bex get set up with an OB/GYN, lending her pregnancy and parenting books, and just letting her bitch and cry whenever she needed a female shoulder to cry on. “She said she got to a point where she would’ve given anything to just get Mateo out.”

Frankie nodded. “Oh yeah,” he sighed. “The week before he was born, she was not sleeping. Her emotions were all over the place, she wasn’t hungry, she couldn’t sit still, and she would get angry at me for the littlest things. It got to the point where I didn’t recognize her anymore, you know? Like, where did the woman I love go?”

Bex reached over and rubbed his shoulder comfortingly. “That must’ve been tough.”

Frankie shrugged. “Like I said, she handled it like a champ. And I sure as shit wasn’t about to complain when she was in labor for the better part of three days.”

Bex whistled lowly. “Three days…Jesus…”

“I’m sure it won’t be that way for you,” he backtracked quickly, playing with the back of his cap as he ducked his head. “I dunno the statistics or anything but…”

“Hey, hey, Frankie, chill. It’s okay.” She pulled his hand away from his hat and ran her hand up and down his arm. “You feeling okay, Frankie? You seem…on edge.”

Frankie looked across the room at his brothers, deeply entrenched in the assembly directions, before sighing. “She’s pregnant again,” he whispered.

A bright smile crossed her face. “What? Oh my god, congratulations!” She reached out and wrapped her arms as best she could around his shoulders.

“Thanks…” he sighed.

“Do you…did you not want another baby?” she asked, confused at his dismal attitude. Frankie had been the one to talk Pope off the cliff, telling him how great fatherhood could be. And it was clear through his interactions with Mateo that he was an amazing father. He was one of those dads who flourished under the responsibilities of parenthood, who saw taking care of their child as a joy and a privilege, not as a job or as babysitting. If there was one thing Rebecca knew for sure, it was that Francisco Morales was a family man through and through, so she was a little surprised at the dread in her friend’s eyes. She had expected Frankie to be more…enthusiastic about having a second baby.

“Of course, I do, Bex, I just…” Frankie groaned, doffing his cap for a moment to run a stressed hand through his hair before redonning it. “I’m making jack shit right now at work, and Mateo is almost three, and the pregnancy was so rough on Charlie last time…I just…I can’t let my family down.”

Charlie shuffled herself closer and wrapped her arm around Frankie, leaning her cheek on his shoulder. “You won’t…” she murmured softly. “Yeah, this kid was unexpected but you and I both know your wife. She wouldn’t be having a second kid if she didn’t want one. Plus, you both know what to expect now. Hopefully she’ll have an easier time this go around, but you also know the signs and what kinds of questions to ask. And yeah, Mateo is young, but that’s okay. You guys can start teaching him responsibility early and, if they both end up being too much, call Benny to take Mateo.” Frankie cocked his eyebrow and Bex laughed. “Well, I was gonna say call Santi, but we’re gonna be a little busy ourselves. Benny’s energy can match a three-year-old easily though.” Frankie chuckled and wrapped his arm around his best friend’s girl. “As for money,” Bex shrugged. “I know Santi could use some help managing the security firm. He wanted you to partner with him anyway, and he’s still holding out hope that you’ll join him, so why not?”

Frankie nodded slowly. “I could help him out a couple of days a week and still teach flying lessons. Yeah, that could work. I’ll talk with him and see what he says.”

Bex chuckled as she shifted uncomfortably. “It’s not gonna be much of a conversation, Frankie, trust me. He’s been hoping you’ll take him up on his offer. Don’t tell him I told you, but he’s missed working with you.”

Frankie smiled softly as he watched Pope grab Benny in a headlock while Will shook his head slowly. “Yeah, I missed him too.”

Bex shifted again and Frankie stood, gently helping her stand, recognizing the signs immediately. The two watched the MMA fighter and the security firm director wrestle on the floor for a minute before Will was able to separate them.

Bex turned to Frankie and smiled. “If you really missed him, can you do me a favour?”

“Anything for you, kid,” he smiled back at her.

“Stop fucking around and help them build the damn furniture please. I know you put together all of Mateo’s furniture on your own, so please, put them out of their misery.”

Frankie’s loud bark of laughter startled everyone. He wrapped his arm around Bex and gave her a quick squeeze. “Sure thing, kid. Hey, idiotas! Let’s get moving. We want this stuff ready before the baby’s first birthday, okay?”

***

Pope sighed contentedly as the golden rays of the setting sun illuminated the dust particles dancing in the air. These moments were quickly turning into his favourite nightly ritual.

The radio droned lowly as he sat in bed, dressed in a pair of shorts, with Bex sitting reclined against his chest. He had just finished applying coco butter to her skin, and now his hands were resting gently on her belly, waiting for their kid to make their presence known.

Bex took a deep breath, allowing the air to escape through her lips as she cuddled further down into bed, resting her head just above her boyfriend’s heart. She loved these moments too, when it was just the two of them. No museum breathing down her neck, no art classes to teach, no security emergencies calling him away from her. Just the two of them, bonding with the baby that was nestled safely within her.

Sometimes, Santiago would talk to the baby when they sat like this. He’d tell stories about his childhood, about their relationship, about the kid’s future aunts and uncles. Sometimes, he would play classical music on his phone and direct the speaker towards her belly. Sometimes, he would talk to her, sharing his thoughts and fears, tell her about the things that he wanted to do with their kid when they were old enough. Most of the time, he would just hold her in silence and wait for the kid to kick or roll inside of her so he could feel it.

“The nursery looks really nice, babe,” she mumbled drowsily, wincing slightly as her skin bulged out against Pope’s palm, the outline of a tiny foot appearing for a brief second.

“That’s all you, sweetheart,” he replied, pressing a gentle kiss to her temple as he soothed his hands up and down her swollen stomach. “The Hundred Acre Woods theme is stunning.”

Originally, Rebecca had wanted a jungle theme for the nursery, but Pope had borderline begged her to do something else, literally anything else, that wouldn’t remind him of crouching in the Colombian jungles next to Tom the day before everything went to shit. So, he hadn’t complained when she announced that she was going to Disney-fy the kid’s room with a mural of the Hundred Acre Woods and all of Christopher Robin’s friends.

“I made it pretty, you made it functional,” she yawned, shifting slightly to lie on her side, her left arm wrapping around his side as she nuzzled into his chest.

Pope snorted. “Yeah, once you convinced Frankie to stop being a prick.”

Under Frankie’s direction, all of the furniture was put together in less than an hour. The solid oak crib, dresser/changing table, shelving unit and rocking chair pulled the room together nicely, and the white bassinet sat in the corner of their bedroom, waiting to be put to use.

Rebecca smiled sleepily. “Not my fault you three didn’t notice that the one dad in the group was sitting around twiddling his thumbs.”

Pope grinned down at her. “We make a pretty good team, huh baby?”

She lifted her droopy eyes to him for a moment and smiled brightly at him. “Forever and always, my love.” She ran a gentle hand over her belly and sighed happily. “You’re stuck with me now.”

It suddenly struck Santiago how badly he wanted that to be true. What wouldn’t he give to wake up next to this beautiful woman every day? To be allowed to love her and spend as much time in her presence as possible? To raise their child together and be a family? To grow old with her by his side?

He ghosted his hand down her side and gently picked up her left hand, running his thumb over the knuckle of her ring finger as she drifted off to sleep.

“Not yet I’m not, mi amor,” he whispered. “But I want to be. If you’ll have me.”

He gently shifted them down the mattress, curling up behind her and resting his hands lovingly on her belly as he settled in to sleep, taking comfort in the knowledge that everyone he loved was safe in his arms that night.

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O1 - “singularity”

genre: strangers to lovers!au, angst, fluff

pairing: jimin x reader (f)

summary: they say home is where the heart is. you’re convinced yours was taken the day your father died. until you meet jimin.

you believe in love but after watching men cycle through your mother’s arms, rocky relations with ex boyfriends, and broken friendships, you no longer see it in your future. so much so, you never settle in one place long enough to create ties and call it home, choosing a job where you’re always on the go and on her own.

on a chance encounter on a flight from new york city to bali, indonesia, you meet. flustered by jimin’s flirty advances but understanding and good-natured tendencies, you start to fall. what starts off as a work-trip soon blossoms into a budding romance, but will jimin’s secret destroy the relationship before it’s had the chance to truly begin?

word count: 3.2k

warnings: mentions of anxiety, cursing a/n: welcome to bitter and beloved part 1 - singularity! this entire story is self-indulgent for me and i hope you guys will love the characters as much as i do. not much else to say here, but enjoy :) ofc thank you to vi for beta-reading as always.

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For some people, 4 am was an ungodly hour. For some people, the idea of change was unthinkable. For some people, being alone was unbearable, but for you, you craved it. The silence of being the only one awake as you roamed the different studio apartments in the middle of the night. The freedom to come and go whenever you pleased. The ability to create your own routine. There was no one holding you back, no one holding you down, nothing to get tied up to.

You sat on the windowsill, a cup of black coffee in your hands, as you watched the city that never sleeps take a brief nap before she set off for the day. Raindrops slipped down the large bay windows as you sipped your first daily intake of caffeine. You enjoyed the quiet lull of the city during the early morning hours as some people were just waking for the day, the others just returning from the graveyard shift. You watched the almost microscopic bodies march down the sidewalk from the fourteenth floor like ants who marched along a picnic blanket.

The gentle buzz of your phone pulled you back into reality. You glanced down at the screen and saw the name Michael appear. You sighed. What could he possibly want now?

Michael: Remember, they want to see passion! Have a safe trip! [4:47]

You didn’t bother to respond. You placed your phone back onto the windowsill and rested your forehead against the cool glass, welcoming the contrast combined with the heat from the mug in your hands. Capturing passion wasn’t as easy as most people tried to make it seem. You couldn’t just yell “cut!” and try to shoot the scene again. Passion was as fleeting as it was enjoyable, only staying for a minute before it left you with a yearning for much more.

Finishing the remainder of your coffee, you washed the cup in the sink and returned it to its home in the cupboard. You pulled your oversized t-shirt over your head and neatly tucked it into your backpack. Dressing quickly, you grabbed your lone suitcase and backpack before heading out the door. The keys with the Empire State building keychain were left on the short table by the front door. Your time in this little home was up and it was time to find another. You hailed one of the infamous yellow cabs, your destination: John F. Kennedy International Airport.

The thirty-five-minute cab ride was uneventful and you tipped the driver your last few U.S. dollars for assisting me with my bag. A grin spread across your face as you entered the international departures terminal. If anywhere could be considered home for you, it would be an airport. There was nothing like entering an airport and seeing the hustle of people as they went on their way to whatever destination. The terminal was mostly empty as it was 5:14 am and most people would have had the sense to book a much later flight. But not you. No, this gave you the perfect opportunity to edit in peace. It also meant the lines for check-in were much shorter and you were grateful for not having to maneuver through the masses.

“Good morning. Passport or identification please?” Grace, the airline administrative assistant for Cathay Pacific Airways, asked you. Her blonde hair was smoothed back into a tight bun and her blue eyes sparkled much too brightly for your liking. You handed the thin book to her.

“You’re here quite early, aren’t you? Your flight doesn’t leave for another 5 hours!” she exclaimed as she read your flight information. You stared at her blankly. Her smile faltered as you didn’t respond. Clearly, you knew what time your flight would be leaving.

“Um, if you could please place your bag on the scale.” You did as you were told while she printed out your luggage tag and boarding passes. She didn’t speak as she attached the tag to your bag and placed it on the conveyor belt behind her.

“Have a good flight,” she said as she handed back your documents, her voice significantly less chirpy than before. You thanked her dryly and headed off to security.

Your stomach grumbled as you joined the short line and made a mental note to stop somewhere for some breakfast. As much as you hated it, you would have to use your travel-only credit card so you didn’t die before you’d even stepped foot on the plane. You groaned as you felt the vibration in your hand coming from your phone, wondering who could be calling you this early in the morning and what they could possibly want. It was 5:30 in the morning.

“Hello?”

“Y/N? Y/N, where are you?” Your mother. You sighed and shuffled the phone to rest between your shoulder and ear as you attempted to remove your laptop and cameras from your bag.

“New York,” You replied shortly. You were approaching the officer quickly.

“You weren’t going to call and tell me you were here?” she asked loudly into the phone. You rolled your eyes.

“It was a short business trip.” She snorted in response.

“Business trip? Is that what you call it? Y/N, you don’t have a real job. Baby, come home and let me help you,” she said in the most soothing tone she could muster. Her voice failed to offer any comfort. There were five people in front of you now. You had to go.

“You know that isn’t going to happen, Adele. Tell Richard I said hello.”

“I told you not to mention him to me!” she wailed. You cringed at the sound.

“Ah, he’s left, has he? Well, I too have to go. Goodbye, Adele,” you said calmly into the phone. One person was in front of you now.

“Y/N!” she screamed. You hung up.

The officer gestured for you to come forward and you stepped up, handing him your passport and boarding pass. Adele was a woman you no longer tried to understand. Though she was your mother - and you wondered how much truth to that there really was - you’d never had the best relationship. You reminisced on a younger you vying for her attention but it was always somewhere else, with someone else. You smiled sadly at the memory as the officer handed your documents back to you and told you to have a good day.

Juggling your phone, passport, and laptop was difficult enough when you remembered your camera bags were still in your backpack. Panic spread her fingers across your chest as you tried to grab enough bins to hold your stuff. Damn Adele and her breaking your security routine with her unhelpful, unscheduled phone call. Glancing over your shoulder, you did your best not to hold up the line as you fumbled to get both cameras out of their respective bags while toeing off your sneakers. You missed the way your backpack swung low on your shoulder, and a solo lens teetered on the edge as if it were deciding whether to jump or not. It did, gravity calling its name.

“Woah!” You gasped as you looked over your shoulder to see a man holding your Fuji 23mm lens in his palm.

“Shit!” you breathed out, taking it from his hand and carefully inspecting it for any damage. Fuck the line at this point.

“I think it’s okay,” he told you in a soft voice that you barely heard as you cradled the equivalent of $500 to your chest.

“Thank you,” you told him sincerely, finally looking at him. Well, his chest.

You blinked slowly. He was much taller than you expected. Past your hands, he also had sneakers on his feet. His hands were tucked into grey sweatpants that hugged the muscles around his thighs just as well as the graphic, black Sublime! t-shirt stretched across his chest. A single gold link chain settled against his collarbones that reminded you of your own gold anklet wrapped around your right foot. His neck was strong and met a sharp jawline. The smile he wore was almost as blinding as the lights. Almost.

“Miss, please keep the line moving,” another officer said, slightly annoyed as you stared at the stranger. More people were behind you now. Your face heated up as you nodded and carefully placed the lens in the bin with the rest of your camera equipment.

You joined the line to go through the body scanner, willing your heart to calm down from the embarrassment in your chest. You were making a big deal out of nothing, as per usual, and it was quite probable that no one had seen your little fumble. Except for the stranger behind you. You took a deep breath and raked your fingers through your short hair. It made no difference if he remembered the incident or not; it was over now. There really was no reason to dwell on it, but you knew you would, the anxiety getting the better of you.

After passing through the scanner, you started grabbing my belongings, shoving your feet into your sneakers and tucking your Sony Alpha 7R III into its camera bag and into your backpack. You double-checked the lens for your Fujifilm X-T3 - you could never be too thorough - and slipped that into its respective bag and into your backpack too. Michael could do without a few airport scenes for this next video as your stomach grumbled again. Food was more important.

Two buttery croissants and another large cup of coffee from Charlie’s Cafe saw you sat at Gate F17, headphones blasting, adding edits to your Saipan video. Though it was the most tedious process, video editing really allowed you to showcase your talent and calmed you down. There was just something about deciding which shot to use and how they should be sequenced along with the background music that was so fulfilling. As a self-taught videographer, it felt good to make a substantial living from doing something you loved. Not that it was enough for Adele. You shook the thought from your mind. You wouldn’t let her fuck up the rest of your morning, not after that earlier incident.

“Good morning, ladies and gentlemen. Boarding for flight 1167 to Bali, Indonesia, will begin in 15 minutes. All stand-by passengers who still need a seat, please come to the desk to receive one. Thank you,” a female voice boomed over the speaker. Was it really 10:50 am already?

“Um, excuse me?” You glanced up from the sandy beaches and blue skies on my laptop into the soft brown eyes of a small boy. You nudged your Beats headphones off your ears to hear him better.

“Yeah?”

“Um, what kind of camera is that?” His long-sleeved shirt was much too big on him; his fingers were barely visible as he pointed to your camera bag on the seat beside you.

“Uh, it’s a Fujifilm X-T3,” you replied, unsure if he had any idea of what any of that meant. “It’s really good for taking videos and stuff.” He nodded with a smile on his face.

“Can I see it?” Your heart constricted in your chest as you thought of all the possible things that could possibly go wrong from letting this young child hold $1300 in his hand. Unsurprisingly, there was quite a lot. “Please,” he added as if just remembering his manners. You inhaled deeply through my nose.

“Sure,” you said on the exhale. It couldn’t be that bad. His little face lit up as he pushed his sandy blonde hair out of his face. He was missing his two front teeth, and you grinned back at him. It must be great to be seven without a care in the world except wondering when the tooth fairy was going to bring your dollar and whether or not your mom would finally quit trying to feed you cauliflower.

“You sit here -,” you told him while shoving your laptop into your backpack, “- and I’ll show you how it works. You have to be real careful, though. Okay?” He nodded eagerly and clambered up into the now-vacated seat. His little legs barely reached the end of the chair and he waited expectantly as you pulled the camera from its bag.

“Alright. This is the “on” button. This is the shutter button; it’s how you can take all the pictures. And this little screen? This is where all your pictures and videos show up once you’ve taken them. And here, this is where you can change the lenses to take different shots,” you explained, guiding him through the different parts of the camera, turning it the different ways in his hands.

“Shots? Like guns?” he asked with wide eyes. His tiny hands could barely grip the camera as you sat cross-legged in front of him on the ground.

“No,” you giggled. “That’s what photographers call each picture that’s taken. It’s like another word for -”

“Jacob!” His petite frame snapped towards the voice. “Oh my gosh, Jacob. How many times do I have to tell you not to walk off?”

“But you were gone for so long!” he whined. “And I wanted to see the pretty lady’s camera.”

The young woman shook her head. “It wasn’t that long. Come on. We need to go back before Dad gets worried.” She turned to me, her short brown hair brushing against her white t-shirt. “I’m sorry about my brother bothering you.”

“I wasn’t bothering her!” Jacob yelled, his leg jerking in annoyance. You reached forward instinctively to secure your camera from his hands. There was no telling what kind of tantrum he would throw, and your camera didn’t need to be involved.

“Yeah, he wasn’t bothering me. Honestly. We had a great conversation, right?” He nodded quickly.

“Alright, time to say bye, Jacob.” His sister grabbed his arm, and Jacob tried with all his might to resist. It wasn’t much.

“No! I don’t wanna! I want to look at the pictures!”

“Hey,” you said, grabbing his attention as you crouched down to his level, your voice barely above a whisper. “How about we take a photo together so you can really see how this thing works, and I’ll send it to your sister so you can keep it?” He stopped flailing. His attention was firmly secured on the words coming from your mouth.

“What’s the catch?” he asked in all seriousness. His sister sighed in exasperation. She apologized again, but you shook it off.

“You go back with your sister and behave. No questions asked, no fighting, no screaming, and no yelling.” He eyed you warily, sizing up the deal.

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to flight 1167. We are now boarding our passengers with wheelchair assistance and passengers with children under the age of two.” You raised my eyes at Jacob as the announcement rang out overhead.

“Times ticking, Jacob. That’s my flight.” His eyes widened, and he nodded his head so vigorously, you thought it might fall off.

“Okay!” he responded enthusiastically and rushed over to you. You stood and handed your camera to his sister, showing her where to look through and which button to press.

She snapped a few shots, some smiling and some of you two making silly faces as you stood in the middle of the seats. You smiled some more as Jacob laughed at the photos, and he pointed out his favorite ones, the sleeves of his shirt still falling to cover most of his hands. Seeing him like this made me think of your own brother and how he was doing, the smile on Jacob’s face very similar to what you remembered when he was around Jacob’s age. The two of you giggling to one another as you played your silly little childish games. The carefree-ness you’d felt while with Jacob dissipated, and the reality of being an adult settled back in like a fat cat on the porch on a hot summer’s day.

“You’re really gonna send them, right?” Jacob asked again. You reassured him once again.

“Yep, as long as you honor our deal,” You said. You tucked the camera carefully back into its bag and then into your backpack.

“You got it, lady!” he yelled and wrapped his pinky around your own. “Promise.” You smiled down at him and ruffled his hair. His sister thanked you again as she was finally able to drag him back to their family, no protests leaving the little boy’s lips. You grabbed your backpack and joined the line for the last group of passengers on flight 1167 to board, your heart much happier than when I had first sat down.

The worst part about boarding the plane had to be making sure you weren’t decapitating anyone with your carry-on. Well, maybe having everyone stare at you while you were walking down the aisle could make podium too. You sunk your teeth into your lower lip, adjusted your beanie on your head, and double-checked that your seat was 36A for the fifth time between scanning your boarding pass and actually getting on the plane.

You swept the numbers on the right side of the aircraft - the AB side - and almost stumbled into the person in front of you as you realized where your seat was located in relation to a certain camera-lens-saving stranger. Silently pleading with the Lord that the coffee rush was wearing off and that’s why you couldn’t read the numbers correctly, you continued down the aisle slowly. It seemed as though God had ignored this particular prayer. You tried to quiet the nerves in your chest as your over-anxious brain reminded you that you were reprimanded for holding up the TSA line because you were staring at the man in front of you. Like you currently were. Fuck.

“You’re in my seat,” you blurted out. He looked up at you.

“I’m sorry?” he clarified, closing the book he was reading.

“I mean, the window seat, it’s mine. Um, you’re kind of in the way,” you said. You glanced over your shoulder at the people waiting behind you.

“Oh, -” he shoved his book into the seatback pocket in front of him, “- my bad.”

Though the space was small, he slipped out of his seat with grace. Much more graceful than you in your haste to exit the aisle. He sat back down, and the rest of the people flowed past. You were acutely aware of how close the two of you were and shrank closer to the window. He cleared his throat and reached for his book, settling in while seeming to ignore you. You buckled yourself in tight and stared out the window. Of all flights that were leaving today, he had to be on the same one you were, going to the same place, sitting in basically the same seat.

“Ladies and gentlemen. Thank you for your patience. Welcome aboard flight 1167 with services to Hong Kong and Bali, Indonesia -” you started to tune the air stewardess out as she gave the usual spiel about safety and what not to do in an emergency.

“Is your camera okay?” His voice startled you out of your thoughts.

“Hmm?”

“Your camera. Is the lens okay? I wasn’t able to ask you earlier.”

“Yeah, it’s fine,” you answered dryly.

“Good. That’s good,” he said with a soft smile.

15 hours and 55 minutes. That’s all you had to get through. You turned your head to stare out of the window, the scenery rolling past like the memory of this morning. Only 15 hours and 55 minutes to go.

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Why are we like this?

Man did I binge the hell out of Family Man season 2, what a show, what an acting and what a waste of time. (Seriously) I think for every penny earned on procrastination, I’ll still be wasted poor procrastinating to collect the procrastinated money, and that I think that tell us a lot about procrastination. Which in our case, brings us to the not-so-obvious topic: Procrastination.

Dan Ariely the famous Behavioural Economist and a Professor at MIT was intrigued by the idea of this particular trait in humans, in his book he writes that being a professor himself he was all too familiar with the concept. With the students promising themselves that they’ll stay on top of every assignment, every project and, -with all their childhood naivety left to conjure- every class. He took his delightful guinea pig’s (his students) and divided them into 3 different groups with respect to their classes.

The First group: As he was explaining to his students that they would have a total of 3 main papers over the course of the 12-week semester. One of the students, poked a question to know deadlines of these 3 papers. He smiled and said, “It’s entirely upto you” the students looked blankly, as he continued, “Here’s the deal, by the end of the week, you must commit to a deadline date for each paper. Once you set your deadlines, they can’t be changed. Late papers would be penalised at the rate of one percent off the grade for each day late”. He added, the students could always turn in their papers before their deadlines without penalty, of course, but since I wouldn’t be reading any of them until the end of the semester, there would be no particular advantage in terms of grades for doing so.

In other words it was to be seen, what the students would do. Given the freedom to chose any date of submission, would they have the self-control and foresight to look through?

Any rational student would pick the last day of class- after all, it was always possible to submit the paper before the deadline, without getting cut 1 percent off of your marks for late submission. And the students did exactly what he predicted. If the students knew they were susceptible to procrastination they could use the deadlines to force themselves to to behave better. And with the scheduling tools provided to them to space their timings for the paper across the semester, it was an opportunity to observe how these tools would be helpful in getting the job done.

The Second Group: Unlike the first group the second group only had to submit had to simply submit their paper at the end of the class without any self-imposed deadline or any deadline whatsoever. They could turn in the paper early but there was no grade benefit in doing so. They also had the lowest risk of being penalised and the highest flexibility of the 3 groups.

The Third Group: The last group had what could be called dictatorial treatment: they had their deadlines dictated for the 3 papers, set at fourth, eighth, and twelfth week. These were orders wth no room for flexibility.

The million dollar question: Which class performed the worst?(Coz that’s just more fun.)

The class with the most flexibility(The second group) performed the worst; the class in which there were self-imposed deadlines finished in the middle in terms of their grade for the three papers and their final grade and the class wit three firm deadlines got the best grades.

The findings suggest, that tightly restricting their freedom is the best way to cure procrastination. But a bigger revelation was that simply providing a tool through which they could pre-commit to deadlines helped them achieve better grades.

So, in conclusion, the students generally understood their problem of procrastination and took action to fight it when given the opportunity to do so, achieving relative success in improving their grades. It can also be concluded that people, while at one hand realise their problem of procrastination, not everyone understands their tendency to procrastinate.

These student related experiments give us a world-view of how procrastination affects our daily life. To understand this concept in detail we will have to take a look at the data available on consumer spending and consumer saving.

In America, some 30-35 years ago people were saving up in double digit figures. As this was the norm back in the day, As recently as 1994 (27 years ago lol.) savings rate was nearly 5 percent. But (And here’s the interesting part) by 2006 the savings rate not only fall below 5% it actually went beyond 0, to a negative 1%. Not only were Americans not saving, they were actually spending more than what they had.

One reason would be the recent explosion in their consumer credit. The average american now has six credit cards (in 2005 alone americans received 6 billion direct-mail solicitation for credit cards). The average family debt on these cards is about $9,000; and seven in ten households borrow on credit cards to cover their basic expenses such as food, utilities and clothing.

So, wouldn’t it be easier if people started to save, as in the old days, holding off some purchases before they could actually afford them. Don’t get me wrong, allowing credit is not wrong- it’s one of the most important functions of money, if not THE most important function. But allowing unrestricted credit is wrong, especially when self-control is in the air, and we are literally barraged with material things at our doorstep with the click of a button without having the backend to the amount of spending that credit card allows us; especially in this day and age where branding is the new status quo, everyone whose running after the new iPhone, or getting a plain white fabric shirt with the words SUPREME printed on it, or running after the new nike sneakers.

So yeah, we’re pretty much screwed by the thrumming of having more, wanting more and eventually, buying more(Consumerism. Sigh.). And although there are several ways in which we can control our urge, which are readily available in a lot many self-help books today. But my personal favourite, practise/habit or mantra or whatever you wanna call it, is given by the financial columnist Mr. Morgan Housel. In his book ‘The Psychology of Money’ he writes that for any and all forms of urge that we get, time and again, where our emotions overwhelm our rational mind. He suggests- Just hold it off for 5 minutes- just 5 minutes and you’ll know, and if the desire still persists then go for it. The other more effective way in my experience would be meditation; we’ll not get into that today.

But the silver lining is, the people who know and understand their lack of self-control and their tendency to procrastinate are in a far better position to correct themselves than the ones who are simply unaware.

So, with this knowledge and wisdom I hope you’re ready to face the world. Knowing fully well, that you...are...lazy...

And for the one’s who jumped right to the ending. THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT.

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200 Brooklyn 99 Prompts

Rosa

1 “Talk to him, that's what friends do.” “Nope. I'm gonna wait 'til I'm on my deathbed, get in the last word and then die immediately.” “That's your plan for dealing with this?” “That's my plan for dealing with everything. I have seventy-seven arguments I'm going to win that way.”

2 “I'm already seeing somebody, NAME.” “Oh, and just like that, things got interesting.” “And just like that, I left.”

3 “NAME is even wearing his/her formal leather jacket.” “It's the one without any blood on it.”

4 “Right, that's the guy/girl you said the lame stuff about. Like he’s/she's a good listener.” “Sorry, what do you look for in a guy/girl?” “Real stuff, like the shape of his/her ass.”

5 “Sorry I'm late. I had to go back to the deli and return my Everything Bagel. In what world does everything not include beef jerky?” “All of them.”

6 “He/She also likes to look up recipes online and go, "Who's got the time?"

7 “Thank you, NAME. Your entire life is garbage.”

8 “NAME , tell us about your family.” “I have one.”

9 “Anyone over the age of six celebrating a birthday should go to hell.”

10 “I am dating his/her nephew/niece. Now we are hanging out on weekends. What is next? Oh! Small talk.”

11 “Wait, is that a smile I see?” “Possibly. My immune system is too weak to fight off my smile muscles.”

12 “Whoa, what happened? You know what, forget it. I'll just read NAME’s notes.”

13 “NAME? Are you stuck in there?” “No, I'm in here by choice.” “Oh, 'cause I hear some banging noises as if someone was struggling to open the door.” “No. That was the pipes.” “Or, is it the sound of you learning how to ask for help? You know, you can't spell ‘independent’ without ‘dependent.’” “And you can't spell ‘Go [bleep] yourself’ without ‘[bleep] you.’”

14 “I've said "excuse me" more times this morning than I have in my entire life. Twice!”

15 “Oh, nothing better after a long shift than coming to BAR NAME. It's like Cheers, where everybody knows your name.” “A place where everybody knows your name is hell. You're describing hell.”

16 “So, what is this? Casual, serious? I need to know how to make fun of you.”

17 “NAME and I broke up. He/She ate soup too much.” “What, like every day?” “It happened twice.”

18 “So, what are you drinking?” “I'll have a margarita. But, like, a skinny margarita. So, like, tequila, lime, and a tiny splash of agave.” “Mm. I refuse to order that.”

19 “What are you looking all wistful about?” “Just thinking, about relationships and love, and how I'm way better at them than I thought I'd be. Should I do a TED Talk on it?” “Doesn't seem any dumber than all the other TED Talks.”

20 “Why didn't you tell me? I had no idea things were getting that serious.” “Yeah, it's very embarrassing having feelings.”

21 “So are you bringing someone to the wedding?” “No, I'm taking a break from dating for a while.” “What?” “I'm sick of asking people how many siblings they have. Oh, is it somewhere between zero and two? How fascinating.”

22 “I grew a goatee and it looks amazing, and I know you can see it.” “Of course we can see it, NAME. It's horrible.”

23 “It feels like you're being a little harsh.” “Thanks, good note. I was going for extremely harsh. I'll turn it up.”

24 “Are your senses heightened?” “I think I might be pregnant, not bitten by a radioactive spider.”

25 “You're what sneezes are!”

26 “Seriously, you guys should stand up once in a while. You know, for your hearts.”

27 “NAME, this is dumb. I'm just gonna go.” “No, no, no. You promised me more time. I still have seven minutes.” “I really don't want to miss my flight, and I cannot physically stand the way that room smells anymore.” “Just breathe through your mouth.”

28 “You know, some people say, ‘Mo money, mo problems,’ but those people are idiots. Money's amazing.”

29 “Dude, just admit you ruined everything and turned our lives into a living hell. No biggie.”

30 “We don't want anyone getting alcohol poisoning, so if you throw up, you're disqualified.” “I never throw up. I just tell my stomach to deal with it. My body is terrified of me.”

Jake

31 “I also have a hairline fracture in my thumb. Mankind's least important finger, am I right?”

32 “I wasn't hurt that badly. The doctor said all my bleeding was internal. That's where the blood's supposed to be.”

33 “How much could I possibly owe you? Fifty, sixty bucks?” “Two thousand, four hundred and thirty seven dollars.” “Dollars?! Wait, of course dollars. Why was that the part I was surprised by?”

34 “So, I'm going to grab a healthy breakfast.” “Are those gummy bears wrapped in a fruit roll-up?” “Breakfast burrito, but yeah.” “I pity your dentist.” “Joke's on you. I don't have a dentist.”

35 “I'm talking to my credit card company. I tried to get an online subscription to the New Yorker and they declined me. Apparently, based on my previous purchases, they assumed it was fraud. That's crazy. I'm fancy. One time I had coffee-flavored ice cream.”

36 “Rules are made to be broken.” “They were made to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken.” “Uh, piñatas.” “Glow sticks.” “Karate boards.” “Spaghetti when you have a small pot.” “Rules.”

37 “Hey, can I ask you something?” “Mm-hmm.” “If the toilets drain into the ocean, does that mean a tiny shark could swim up and bite me in the butt?” “No, not at all.” “Psh, lame.”

38 “NAME, super important question. Which one of these shirts should I wear to dinner with your dad/mom tonight?” “Those are exactly the same.” “I have a signature look, NAME.”

39 “Hello, good sir, I'd like your finest bottle of wine, please.” “That will be $1,600.” “Great, I'd like your $8-est bottle of wine, please.”

40 “I am straight-up depressed. NAME’s been doing her best to cheer me up. He/She gave me this sticker this morning just for waking up.” “Ew, it's like you're dating your teacher.” “I know, it's so hot.”

41 “Wait. Before you say anything, I want to guess what happened based on your face. Someone died. No! You won a prize. I'm not getting better at this.”

42 “What is the bandwidth on the wifi here? We have much content to stream.”

43 “Oh, you sweaty, chair-spinning morons. You're gonna get us out of here.”

44 “Sir, I think I speak for all of us when —“ “He/She doesn't.” “He/She doesn't.”

45 “So, your brother/sister's a bit of a nightmare.” “I wouldn't say that. I mean, at most, he’s/she's a daymare.” “Those are so much scarier.” “Yeah.”

46 “Look, NAME, I burnt two hundred calories.” “That's your heart rate.” “Yeah, that checks out.”

47 “I don't slump, people. I opposite of slump. I pmuls. That's slump backwards and it's what I do. I pmuls all over this bitch.”

48 “Excuse me. We were just looking for a place to —“ “Boink.” “Yes, boink. That's my preferred term for it, too.”

49 “Thank you for doing this. I love you.” “Noice. Smort. I love you too.”

50 “Adult parties? I believe they're called orgies.”

51 “I have a sexy voice!

Champagne.

Mountain range.

Hugs.”

52 “Has anyone ever told you you look just like a statue?” “Yes.”

53 “NAME, you're smiling. It's very weird. Like seeing a turtle out of its shell.”

54 “You look happy. Let me guess. Your egg sandwich fell on the floor, and they gave it to you for free.” “No. Can you do that? Why doesn't everyone just drop their sandwiches on the floor?” “I was trying to insult you.” “And instead you gave me an amazing life hack!”

55 “So, we gonna talk about what happened back there? I haven't seen someone cry that much since NAME heard they were remaking ‘First Wives Club.’”

56 “Hey, there, NAME. Everything okay?” “No, I'm having a meltdown.” “Props. That was amazing.” “Thanks. It was a lot of work.”

57 “Almost makes me wanna take things seriously all the time. But then I'm like ‘boobs, farts, boobs, whatever’.”

58 “Ahh, babe, this is so nice. There are hot stones on our butts for no reason.” “Not on mine. My butt stones keep falling off, because I'm so tense about NAME being here and ruining everything.”

59 “Okay, don't shoot! That's how people get shot.”

60 “Rule number 3: Let's not have sex right away.” “Cool. Cool cool cool cool cool. No doubt, no doubt, no doubt. Good rule. No sex. Good rule.”

Charles

61 “Okay, but I thought since you were in charge, maybe I could be your right hand man? Your Tinker Bell?” “Tinker Bell?” “Let me tell you something about Tinker Bell. Tinker Bell is a loyal lieutenant and a real thorn in the side of Captain Hook.”

62 “NAME, why don't you show Danger what a fax machine is.” “Okay. Imagine a letter had unprotected sex with a phone.”

63 “Hey, NAME, are you ready to go streaking?” “What?” “That's what my dad/mom and I called getting blonde streaks in your hair. We used to do it to our ponytails on road trips. You just take a little lemon up top, and let the sun do the rest. We called it giving each other road head.” “You just said you called it going streaking.” “It had a couple names.”

64 “So we have good news, and we have bad news.” “My Nana always said, ‘Bad news first because the good news is probably a lie.’ Fun fact: she made me cry a lot.”

65 “What about me? What if something happens to NAME, and he never gets to meet my baby? I don't want to hang out with some stupid baby who's never met NAME.”

66 “Oh, you're right. I'm gonna tell him/her. It might not be today. It might not be tomorrow. It definitely won't be later than tomorrow. So pretty much today or tomorrow then.”

67 “No! I was eavesdropping. I'm always eavesdropping.” “I don't like it.” “Look, I didn't spend the last seven years watching your love ripen, only to have it sullied by a city hall wedding. You're getting married right here, right now.”

68 “I know you think my judgement's clouded because I like him/her a little bit.” “You doodled your wedding invitation.” “No, that's our joint tombstone.” “My mistake.”

69 “How many times have I smacked you in your face?” “Lost count.” “And you still have no fear of me.” “I'm trying to read your womb vibe.” “Exactly. Knock it off.”

70 “Okay, first of all, NAME, you look amazing. Secondly, I made an appointment at the salon with Nikki, for you, under the name Gabriella Fuentes de San Miguel Estrada. I had fun with the name.” “Clearly.”

71 “He’s/She's got a type, which is really any one but you.” “Yeah, that was my ex-husband/ex-wife's type, too.”

72 “Sexy train is leaving the station. Check out this caboose. Later, sluts.”

73 “I can't wait to see you, my luscious little breakfast quiche. I just want to draw you a bubble bath and spoon-feed you caviar. I think we should open up a joint checking account. I love you. [pause] What am I doing?” “It's okay. I hung up right after ‘Chucklebunny’.” “Help me. I've gone Full NAME.”

74 “Do you desire a crispen potato?” “Oh, don't mind if I do-ble. Wait a minute. Crispen potato. Why are you fancy talking.” “How dare you, sir/madam. I speak the common tongue.” “There it is again. You only do that when you're lying or hiding something.” “Hiding? Ha. Pish-posh.”

75 “Hey, donut holes. Don't mind if I do. Eurgh! Fish? Fish donuts, NAME? What is wrong with you?” “It's takoyaki. I'm drowning my sorrows in octopus balls.”

76 “Put on a T-shirt for all I care. It doesn't matter what you wear.” “Of course it matters. He has to wear the smaller checks. Big checks wash him out. Where are you, NAME?”

77 “Ooh, if they have your phone, we can track where they're going. I have ‘Find My Phone’ set up to track you. What? I do that for all my friends, not just you.” “Show me.” “There's no time!”

78 “You okay?” “Yeah, no burns. The doctor said I was lucky my body was so damp.”

79 “You guys have been down here for two hours. What, did you have sex forty times?”

80 “What? You don't need closet space. You have, like, one outfit.”

81 “You just graduated pie school, bitches. [pause] Sorry I said bitches, I'm just really worked up.”

82 “So, I know you're NAME’s best friend, and —“ “Did he/she say that? Did you get that on tape?” “No.” “No, he/she didn't say that or no, you didn't get it on tape? Doesn't matter. Either way, you screwed up big time.”

83 “What you did is the culinary equivalent of unprotected sex.”

84 “That's right. Boom. Just kicked Santa in the testicles.”

85 “No, there's no one in my life. [wink] Sort of a sad thing to wink about, I realize now.”

86 “NAME! Were you dreaming about NAME again?” “Why did you wake me up?! I told you never to wake me up!”

87 “You used all the touching time, NAME. I get 100% of the goodbye touching time. 100%.”

88 “Do you wanna know why he/she went out with him/her and not you?” “Yeah.” “Because he/she actually asked him/her out.”

89 “NAME, will you taste this batter?” “Mm-hmm. Hmm. I think it's a little off.” “You know what's off? Your mouth! Why NAME lets your stupid tongue anywhere near him/her I'll never know. Nope, I forgot the sugar. That's on me.”

90 “There's no need for NAME to see me unleash the beast.”

Captain Holt

91 “Look at you. Always working. What happened to my fun big/little brother/sister?” “Fun? I was never fun. You take that back.”

92 “It's the most fun day of the year. Something you wouldn't understand because you're not programmed to feel joy.” “Yes, but my software is due for an exuberance upgrade.”

93 “Sticks and stones, NAME.” “Describing your breakfast?”

94 “NAME, how are you feeling?” “Better today. I even managed to eat some plain toast this morning.” “Smart. Something bland.” “That's my favorite breakfast.”

95 “Joining us for lunch, Sir?” “Oh, no, I've already consumed the required calories for this day period.” “Yummy.”

96 “You all right, NAME? Tough weekend?” “I went to Barbados with my husband/wife. We wove hats out of palm fronds and swam with the stingrays. I've never been happier.”

97 “Maybe I should wing it. Love, it sustains you. It's like oatmeal.” “Okay. Okay. Not bad for winging it.” “I lied. Took me two hours to write that.”

98 “I do not have a problem. If I want to play Kwazy Cupcakes, I will play Kwazy Cupcakes. Kwazy is a difficult word to say in anger, but I think I've made my feelings clear.”

99 “This place is so romantic.” “Yeah, and so intimate.” “Don't worry. I'm not listening to you. I'm just thinking about how this sea bass is cold but not as cold and cruel as the hands of fate that have thrust my entire life into darkness.” “Ah, damn it. I just ordered the sea bass.”

100 “Yeah, and your new shirt is very aggressive and confusing. Is the pineapple the slut, or is it calling someone else a slut?” “Clearly the pineapple is the slut.” “Huh.”

101 “Oh, I've caused a problem. I think I am getting a text message. Bloop. Ah, there it is.”

102 “So nice of you to greet us, NAME. I thought surely you'd still be crushed under that house in Munchkinland.”

103 “So, do you NAME --“ “Yes.” “And do you --“ “Yes. Yes. We do. We're married.”

104 “I mean, don't people call you NAME?” “How dare you.”

105 “So you lied to me? Out of pity. You pity me.” “I wouldn't put it that way.” “I would. I am offended. I am angry. I am very tired. So I'm gonna take a nap, but when I wake up, oh, you are in for it.”

106 “Look at that. You've helped me find my smile.”

107 “Huh. Meat from the street. Sounds like a fun treat. Hah. I'm a poet and ... I didn't even know I was rhyming those words. But it happened anyway.”

108 “Oh, look at that. An alert. I'm probably trending already. What? My account has been deactivated?” “Twitter thinks you're a bot.” “Why? I am a human. I am a human male/female.”

109 “Care to sit? I'm sure you'd like to take some weight off your cloven hooves.” “Call me the devil, NAME? How original.” “Actually, I was calling you a goat. You goat.”

110 “NAME! I'm coming with you.” “Thank you, NAME.” “I'm also coming.” “Not necessary.”

111 “Spot checks are done. Needless to say I'm thoroughly underwhelmed.” “Huh. From your expression, I would have guessed constipated. Or chilly.”

112 “NAME, you have a pretty low bar for what you consider drama. Once, I used an exclamation point in a email. You called me Diana Ross.” “I assure you, in this case, I do not exaggerate.”

113 “I know they say it's not good to have a TV in the bedroom. Which is why I don't.”

114 “NAME, did you just laugh?” “Uproariously.”

115 “You know when you play along with the robot jokes, it kinda ruins my enjoyment of them?” “Yes, I know.”

116 “And what do you hope to get out of this, NAME? Let me guess revenge on Dorothy for killing your sister?”

117 “It was a good game though for a dumbass.” Okay, you're kinda overusing that one. Maybe switch it up a little bit.” “Oh, good note. You dick.” “That landed good.”

118 “Dancing over. Situation defused.” “No!”

119 “All right, NAME, I'm sick of you wasting time. So, yes, I spilled some minestrone on my pants and I'm sitting in my underwear. Happy?”

120 “You found me. Drinking seltzer in the shadows.”

Gina

121 “It's a sloppy Jessica. Mac n cheese, chili, pizza on a bun. Its everything I've wanted to eat for the last 48 hours.” “What happened? I thought you were gonna 'last forever bitches.'” “Turns out I gave up easy. You hear that bitches? I gave up so easy.”

122 “If NAME had a twin, he/she would have eaten him/her in the womb.”

123 “Wait a minute, I think I just figured something out. I got to go.” “Aren't you forgetting something?” [person a gives Person b a kiss on the forehead] “Uh no, pay your bill! Damn, who raised you?”

124 “The English language can not fully capture the depth and complexity of my thoughts. So I'm incorporating Emoji into my speech to better express myself. Winky face.”

125 “All right, gang. Diet day 4. How's everyone holding up?” “Honestly, I'm going to last forever. You hear that bitches? I'm gonna last forever.”

126 “If I die, turn my tweets into a book!”

127 “The only reason I didn't tell you is I don't value you as people, so why be honest?”

128 “Breakups are a cartoony thumbs down. They make people feel face-with-Xs-for-the-eyes.”

129 “I'm sorry. I just don't think this is something you're good at.” “What? The only thing I'm not good at is modesty, because I'm great at it.”

130 “Click. I just captured the exact moment you realized you had failed. I guess we all got something out of this.”

131 “It's so addictive, right? I play so much that when I close my eyes at night, I just see cupcakes instead of my normal dizzying array of flashing lights.”

132 “Forget your ex with meaningless sex. It rhymes because it's true.”

133 “NAME. NAME. NAME, I screwed up, big time.” “NAME, given your daily life experiences, you're gonna have to be more specific.”

134 “So, talk to me, goose. How are we looking?” “Sexy, but not like we're trying too hard. Like, sure, we're trying, but it's almost effortless.”

135 “Give me the ring.” “You sound like Gollum.” “That means nothing to me. I don't see those movies, I'm too pretty.”

136 “Oh no, six drink NAME isn't fun. He’s/She's just sad. Damn it!”

137 “I never have second thoughts. That's the luxury of having great first thoughts.”

138 “Ugh, constantly getting NAME’s approval is the worst.” “Yes. I can only imagine.”

139 “You think you can just bully people, but you can't. It's not okay. I'm the bully around here. Ask anyone.”

140 “This just might work out after all.” “You're damn right it will, 'cause we're a ragtag, scrappity, fart-dumb, moron parade, smart-ass team!”

141 “Okay, NAME, stop freaking out. I have the day off. I can step in and help.” “Yeah, me too. I'm not off, but I come and go as I please. It's part of my charm. I'm like an outdoor cat.”

142 “Gina, please keep an eye on NAME today. He's/She’s gonna say something to the wrong person and get himself/herself punched.” “Sure, I'd love to see NAME get punched.” “Try again.” “I will stop NAME from getting punched.” “Correct.”

143 “Oh, I want him/her out. But I'm too scared to tell him/her. “ “All right, listen. I know that your spirit animal is a caterpillar that's been stepped on —“ “Mm-hmm.”

144 “What are you creeps doing? You made me look away from my phone. You better pray I didn't miss a text.” “In the two seconds you looked away?” “Seventeen texts. All of them important.”

145 “What is my favorite soup?” “Chicken noodle.” “Potato leek.” “Corn frickin' noodle. I mean, chowder, damn it.” “You're all wrong. I've never had soup.” “Don't bother. They all suck.”

146 “Okay, so that plumber was useless. But we are two smart and capable people who can definitely figure out how to fix a toilet.” “Of course we can. The internet will tell us what to do. She always does.”

147 “It's crazy how much he/she flirts with me.”

148 “Good morning.” “For whom?” “For you-m.”

149 “So he/she didn't say what happened, which can only mean one thing.” “He's/She’s in a fight club.”

150 “What's up? How can I help?” “Well, when I was a kid, I invented a magnetic flashlight clip so I could read under the covers. This clip and I went all around the world together the Shire, Sweet Valley High, Terabithia.” “But never to a friend's house, huh?” “Uncalled for.”

Amy

151 “That stuff with us is in the past. We talked about that.” “I know, but that was before you saw me in this dope ass tux. I mean you must be freaking out.” “Oh, I really am. I'm really into rented clothes. I love how many butts have been in them.”

152 “You know, we're birds of a feather, you and I.” “I hate cliches.” “Cliches are the worst.”

153 “And now I don't know what to do.” “I think you do know what to do.” “Thanks, NAME.” [leaves the room] “I have no idea what he’s/she's gonna do but that's the safest way to give NAME advice.” “Yep.”

154 “Insult me all you want, for I have only this to say —“ “Victory shall be mine!” “I heard you practicing in the shower. You can't surprise me. Letting me into your life was the worst mistake you ever made.” “Cool, fun take on our relationship.”

155 “NAME, where you at?” “Four drinks.” “What's four-drink NAME again?” “Why don't you come over here and find out?” “Right, Horny NAME”

156 “I'm sorry. We only excluded you because you're kind of an over-texter.” “Over-texter? That's not even a thing.” “Oh really? So you don't remember the time you sent 97 unanswered texts in a five-minute span?” “My phone vibrated itself off the desk. I think it was committing suicide.”

157 “What the hell? I used NAME's exact recipe. I know I'm not a great cook, but I love following instructions.”

158 “What's going on? Is this a dream? No, I'm not holding a label maker.”

159 “My power went out last night and my alarm didn't go off.” “Your alarm is power dependent? You brought this on yourself, son.”

160 “I'd also like to apologize for my friend. His /Her parents didn't give him/her enough attention.”

161 “I'm in! A bet which improves someone's manners? Double score.”

162 “He’s/She's scared.” “He’s/She's not scared. With all due respect, NAME, NAME has no feelings.”

163 “I'm so cold even my fiery dance moves aren't keeping me warm.”

164 “I'm sorry. I tried to be myself and they hated it.”

165 “All right, someone's gotta go out there and kill that feathery bastard. NAME, you're always looking for an excuse to behead something.”

Sergeant Jeffords

166 “It was like taking candy from a baby.” “Why are you giving candy to a baby in the first place? Don't give candy to a baby! They can't brush their teeth!”

167 “I was raised on disco. Little NAME loved to hustle.”

168 “Or is your favorite artist really Taylor Swift?” [Scoffs] “No.” “Lie.” “All right, fine, she is. She makes me feel things.” “She makes all of us feel things!”

169 “Urgh, what's in these?” “Potatoes, butter, a little milk. Oh, and I ran out of salt, so I used baking soda.” “Why wouldn't you? They're both white powders. Of course they're interchangeable.” “Yeah.”

170 “I warned you against using donuts. They're my trigger food.”

171 “Hey, NAME, you know how you're really good at doodling?” “I know you think you're complimenting me, but calling them doodles is an insult. You a big fan of Picasso's doodles?”

172 “Your tone's braggy but your words are real sad.”

173 “See, NAME? Tough love works.” “Damn it! NAME proved the wrong point.”

174 “Now, be respectful and grieve your asses off.” “I don't know why this is happening.” “NAME, I love it. Everyone follow his/her lead!”

175 “Everything's spoiled. My lunch is ruined. My chicken, my potatoes, pasta, my meatballs, ham, my yogurt.” “Wow, that's a lot of yogurt.” “I love yogurt.”

176 “Kind of seemed like you were gonna get up and leave after saying all that.” “I was, but I think I hear NAME.”

177 “You better look cute in this picture, or no one's gonna want you. Do something with your damn paws!”

178 “My tolerance has really changed since I had kids!”

179 “I'm hungry!” “Oh, you're in luck; the fanny pack is filled with granola.” “Mmm! Loose granola.” “I don't want fanny granola! I want steaks and whiskey!”

180 “You probably can't tell, but I'm flexing my brain like crazy right now.”

181 “What's that smell? That's lavender. NAME loves lavender.”

182 “Okay. Excuse me. Can we please eat? My body is starting to digest itself. NAME needs nutrients!”

183 “Don't look at me. NAME wastes all that time building muscles, make him do it.” “Oh, come on, you all know these are just for show.”

184 “Sorry? You bumbling son of a bitch. You just ruined my life. I hope you get hit by a truck and a dog takes a dump on your face.” “Nothing to see here. Just a little hypoglycaemic rage. Move along.”

185 “I feel like a proud mama hen whose baby chicks have learned to fly!”

Hitchcock

186 “NAME, why do you have your shirt off?” “Can't spill food on your shirt if you're not wearing one.”

187 “What bet? What are you guys talking about?” “Seriously? The bet? They've been keeping score all year. It comes up all the time. What are you doing all day?!” “Nothing. Why, you want to hang out?”

188 “So you just want us to lie on the ground and do nothing like a bunch of losers?” “Yes, precisely.” “No!” “Jackpot!”

189 “I don't like it. Something stinks.” “Well, I'm sorry, but I refuse to mask my natural musk with a bunch of chemicals.”

190 “My God. NAME, are you the only person still making sense?” “Yeah. It's bad.”

191 “All right, food is ready, decorations are set, guests should start arriving any moment, and the chairs are still perfection.” “He/She said they're perfection. I'm so proud of you, buddy.” “It was you. You made this happen.”

192 “Who do you think it's gonna be?” “I've no idea.” “I bet it's me. I just hope I'm ready.”

193 “Okay, look, this was maybe a weird way to start the night, but the good news is, we can still make our dinner reservation and no one got hurt.” “Actually, I cut myself real bad.” “Of course you did.”

Scully

194 “Oh, so your plan is to not take this seriously at all?” “Oh, I am as serious as a heart attack. No offense, NAME.” “Nah. Mine are never that serious. I call 'em ‘oopsies’.”

195 “I miss my home chair.” “You miss a chair?”

196 “Are those thumbtacks? What the hell, NAME?” “I thought they'd make good confetti.” “Why?”

197 “All right, anyone else have questions? NAME, NAME, you've been weirdly silent.” “We didn't want to say anything that would get us uninvited.”

198 “Okay, first of all, I want to say that this was one of the hardest decisions I've ever had to make. There is so much talent in this room.” “Just tell us, bitch. Act as if you already have the role.”

199 “I'll be back. Don't move.” “Not a problem. I hate moving.”

200 “Where should we begin? Do you have any experience with puzzles?” “Yes. I've never solved one.”

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411 Income Avalanche

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Chris Miles, the "Cash Flow Expert and Anti-Financial Advisor," is a leading authority on how to quickly free up and create cash flow for thousands of his clients, entrepreneurs, and others internationally! He’s an author, speaker, and radio host that has been featured in US News, CNN Money, Bankrate, Entrepreneur on Fire, and spoken to thousands getting them fast financial results.

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Hello, my fellow Ripplers! This is Chris Miles. Your Cash Flow Expert and Anti-Financial Advisor. And we welcome you guys for a wonderful show. A show that’s for you and about you. Those are that work so hard for your money, and you’re ready for your money to start working harder for you. Now! You want that freedom. You want that cash flow. You want the prosperity. Today. Not 30 or 40 years from now, if you’re lucky, but right now, right? So you can have that freedom to be able to do what you love with those you love. And whenever you want to do it. And you get to work because you want to. Not because you have to. You get to work by choice. You get to have an empowered life. And that’s exactly what we’re here to do. But on top of that, it’s not just for your own prosperity, but this is something for you to create a ripple effect in the lives of others. To be a blessing in the lives of those around you, whether it’s your family, your community, or across the world.

And guys that is the ripple effect. I am here to create in your lives. And thank you so much for your part of it. Thank you for downloading and bingeing and doing everything you guys do. Like I love watching us grow all the time. And that is in large part to you guys. And thank you so much for living the example, not just being here is the word, but doers as well.

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So today, guys, I want to talk about, you know, really a concept that I’ve referred to on the show, and I’m just kinda throwing out a little sound bites of it. But I want to go in depth of what it really looks like because there’s two really big prevailing mentalities when it comes to money. There’s the accumulation mentality, which is almost what everybody teaches you to do, right? It’s all about net worth is about building up your savings and compounding over time, you know, using that stuff. And I’ll tell you that it doesn’t work. I mean, most of the conventional things are out there. Don’t work. I mean, for example, I mean the stuff I teach is not conventional, right? This is not mainstream. Hey, I’ve been telling you guys to take out key locks. I just had a client thanking me because we actually talked in the beginning of March saying, Hey, you want to get access to that home equity now. And guess what COVID hit, you know, of course it was already hitting by that point. But I said, do you want to get access now? He did it. Then a month, he got the cash out and then he was laid off.

And of course people would think, why would you go into debt and get laid off? Right now, you know what he’s doing? He’s emotionally saying, wow! I never thought it feels so good to know, how did we get 120 grand out of my house that now sitting in savings. And even though he’s got some unemployment coming in, that’s great and they’re doing fine. He’s like, I got this extra cushion of money that is there for whatever, you know, in case something was wrong or even better yet I can invest it and make it work for me. And guys, that’s a very different mentality. And how many are telling you, “Go into debt”, which I’m not telling you, by the way, I’m just saying, Hey, the equity, the assets you have available, let’s leverage it. Right? And so when I talk about money, it’s about acceleration, not accumulation.

It’s not about building up money and saving over time and going the long, hard path that really may or may not get you there because whatever money you do have, you gambled in the stock market, right? I’m not telling you to do that. I’m saying go for things that have real assets, especially create cash flow. I’m about acceleration. Acceleration of using cash flow to keep building. And the constant we talk about today is that Income Avalanche, right? You got the debt snowball method that you hear people talk about. Well, this is the opposite, but it’s income instead. It’s like, how do we get cash flow to keep building upon itself to keep growing exponentially getting bigger and bigger as time goes on. That is what I’m going to talk about today. And so I want to illustrate that. So first let me explain the concept.

What is this that you’ve got a certain amount of assets or money, whatever it might be. Now, some of you guys are in the beginning stages. Some of you might just be at a point where you say, Hey, I need to start building up an emergency fund. Great! Do that. You know, I would recommend going back to the wealth building step-by-step podcast, I did just recently. A great step-by-step showing the order of how you should be doing these things, right? So maybe you’re needing to start out, but I know many of you that are listening are already at the point you have savings. You actually have more savings. The fact you say, Hey, I’ve got money coming in. What do I do with it? Right? What’s next? And so I actually want to bring up an example of someone I just talked to recently, one of you, in fact that had reached out, I was actually connected to them through a turnkey real estate investment company that said, Hey, you’re looking for a financial advisor?

We know a guy who’s not a financial advisor, but will help you do the things that you had hoped a financial advisor would do. And so they referred him to me and in very cool situation. And cause it’s fresh in my mind. I want to use this an example of how this looks, because ultimately what it is, it’s like this exponential curve, your cash flow, your income, your passive income, you know, starts at year one, but it doesn’t just take time to get there. It does take time, but it grows steadily more and more each year until you eventually hit your cash flow goal. And this could feel daunting for some of you because some of you might say, okay, Chris, my goal is 10,000 a month. That’s my cash flow goal. That’s the passive income I want to create. So I work because I want to, not because I have to. But I’m only at 2000 a month or maybe with what I have right now, I could create 2000 a month. We go from 2000 to 10,000. That’s a big gap. How do I get there?

Good news. This is where this comes in.

It does require discipline like anything, right? But I want to show you what my mindset’s like and how I see it differently. Because when they came to me, they said, Hey, we’re starting to get some money in here. You know, more savings than we’ve had for a little while. And what do we do with it? What do we do to make it work for us? And they’ve went to every other financial advisor says, well, you could put it in these mutual funds or maybe put into an annuity. You know, that kind of basic stuff that they’ve told them, right? I said, you know what, what’s your goal? And they said, our goal is 2000 a month. I said, Hey, watch this.

So here’s their situation. They have about 50,000 savings. They are able to cash out somebody from his 401k. He was actually laid off from work or furloughed, right? So as a result, he might get hired back anyways. But as a result because the cares act, you can access up to a hundred thousand dollars of your IRAs or 401k’s without the 10% early withdrawal penalty. So even if you’re not 59 and a half, and these guys are in their late thirties, if you’re not 59 and a half, you can access up to a hundred thousand dollars, without that 10% penalty. You will pay taxes, but at least you’ll avoid the penalty. So as long as you’ve been affected by COVID in some way, shape or form, you know, even if it means you didn’t get the bonuses you usually get, or your income changes or your hours change or something changed, or you got furloughed, that’s the easy one, all those things, right?

So anyways, I say, all right, you got about 50,000 savings. You got some money from your 401k. That’s what you have right now. 401ks that are currently still in them. They’ve got about 284,000. So over 280,000, they just started a Roth IRA with 9,000 in that. They have a rental property. They actually bought a ramp which is probably through this company that referred me. A company I’ve actually had on the show before. In fact, a couple times. That’s cash flowing them 350 a month. By the way, mazing returns, when you consider their out of pocket costs with the down payment and everything, was only 16 grand, but they’re making 350 a month. Guys. That’s like a 26% return. I told them, I was like, Hey, that was a golden property you bought last year. Don’t expect that every time. I just tell people, if you can make 12% return on your money, cash on cash return.

That’s good. So anyways, We make it 350 a month on the property. Cool thing is they don’t have any real extra cash flow because they’re not making as much money, but they’re not in the hole either. They’re actually doing okay. They do get an extra gift of 15,000 a year that they get from family too. That comes from a grandparent’s estate. So that’s kind of cool. Cause that adds to building this income snowball, this income avalanche, right? Now they have credit cards. You see that one here, They’ve got like 8,500 credit cards. They’ve got some student loan, they got an SBA loan. They have a mortgage. I told them all their loans are great, but I would pay off. And this is number one. So I talk about strategy. Again, their cash flow goal is 2000 a month, right? So what the resource they have, they’re thinking, okay, we know it will be awhile before we hit 2000 a month.

You know, we know we’ll be several years down the road. So maybe we’ll just invest, you know, pay the 401k back, keep the money in the 401k, let it grow. You know, we’ll build a Roth and he put a property inside of it. That was kind of their, their thinking, right? And that their cool thing is they’re looking at these creative strategies. I was like, wow, they’re really thinking outside of the box more. And then I saw their situation. I said, you know, but I wouldn’t do any of that. And I said, Hey, this is not a recommendation, by the way, for you guys, anybody looking at this, just cause you see this here, this does not mean this is the recommendation. I said, here’s what I see. I said, first and foremost, with the cash savings you have, I would pay off that credit card because the 8,500 it’s payment is $218 a month.

And they said it was only 10% interest. It’s not a bad interest rate for a credit card. But I said that 218 a month, like if my goal is to make 1% a month on my money. So if I have 8,500 bucks, I would want it to pay me. If I invested, I want to pay me at least $85 a month. So you just drop off the two zeros. If you have 20,000, you want it to pay you 200 a month. If it’s 30,000, pay you 300 a month. If it’s 55,000 pay 550 a month. That’s my goal, right? When I look at investments. But when I look at debt, if I know that I can beat that well, beat that number, you know, 8,500, you’re hoping to maybe make 85 to a hundred bucks in an investment. But if they pay off the credit card, it’s guaranteed 218 bucks a month.

I say, guys, that’s a no brainer. You would want to pay off the credit card. But the rest of the loans, I would leave it alone. They’re actually not that bad. Their monthly payments are pretty low compared to the balance. If you remember my cash flow index formula, I talked about, right? Very good cash flow indexes. They’re high. And so we don’t want to pay those off necessarily. So they just keep paying those like normal. Here’s the other thing and I get, this was not a recommendation, but I said, here’s an option you have, you already started to do it. What if you cashed out your Roth, you know, the 9,000 and then they just barely put it in. So it wouldn’t be a big deal. And if they gained some money, you know, maybe they keep the gains and they have Roth and leave it there. But they could access the 9,000 for the Roth and the 401k.

They’ve got about 284,000. So that’s about $290,000 that they can potentially use. Now in their minds because they’ve been trained like everybody else, don’t touch that money. Right? Don’t touch that 401k. Don’t touch anything. And I said, well, you’re in a position you could potentially touch, you know, access that money. And so I’d say with both of you guys and they have both, you know, either they got furloughed or they quit their jobs recently. So these were 401ks that were accessible. If you work for a company, you may not be able to access your 401k, maybe through a loan, but not often through cashing out. That’s pretty rare you can do. What’s called an inservice distribution. So in their case, they’re both old 401ks, 401ks with old companies that they worked for. So I said, Hey, you could cash that out. Now they have up to $150,000.

They could do total between the two of them. Cause there’s 200,000, you can access without the 10% penalty. So I said, if you do do that, that’s 150,000 and maybe they pull out a little bit more, you know, maybe they pull out the full amount. Maybe they don’t pull out the full amount, right? Maybe they only pull out 240,000 more. You know, maybe they leave 50,000 and whatever, it doesn’t matter. I just told him like, Hey, if you bought 290,000, here’s the thing. You will have about $70,000 in taxes based on their tax brackets and everything. Now companies will likely withhold probably almost 60,000 of it. But I said, Hey, either way, you’re gonna need about 70,000 withholding from tax. That leaves only about 220,000 right? Now, 20,000. That needs to be set aside for emergency fund. Now they already have 50,000 savings. They already got that there.

So of the total, they got, you know, 220,000 plus the 50,000, right? That’s 270, make sure 20,000 is left in their emergency fund. You know, that sort of thing. Now the rest I said, you know, only invest 230. And by the way, this is some stuff. This is easily going deeper than even I told them, I think, at this specific, but I want to illustrate this for you guys as an example. So we took 230,000 of that money. Now, granted, I know actually doing the math currently. We could probably do a little bit more, but Hey, may could be able to do 250,000, but I think 230 is a good conservative number because it leaves a good amount of money in their pockets about 40,000 bucks in their pockets there. And who knows? I said, even with emergency savings, maybe some of that goes into infinite banking policy, right?

Maybe we diversify their savings. At least it’s earning better than point, nothing percent with the bank. Right? So anyways, investing 230,000 for cashflow at 10% is 23,000 a year. We bumped that up to 240, great! Now they’re making 24,000 a year. Now, remember what is this cashflow goal? 2000 month or 24,000 a year. So he could basically do it here. So I get, I just took 230 and making 23,000 a year. I think that’s a good conservative number. There’s several places they could do that. They do real estate. It could be even more, but even if it’s just, you know, like AHP fund, right, the AHP fund that here we talk about, they pay 10% a year. Cool. That’s 23,000 a year. Now, I go to number five on the strategy list here. I say, reinvest this 23,000 of cash flow. So that cash flow they’re getting rather than consuming it, keep it, you know, build up that savings.

And again, it could be put into life insurance or whatever else, but either way, 23,000 plus the 15,000 gifts that they get each year, that’s $38,000. So in their second year they got $38,000. They can now invest again. So with cash flow and everything, investing that, whether it’s, again, AHP, it could be real estate or whatever conservative number adds about $4,000 a year. So now they’re 23,000 becomes 27,000. Right? Now they do it again the next year they take the 27,000 and take the 15,000, from the family gift. This could be true for you guys. Maybe you don’t get a family gift, but maybe you’d get extra cash flow you’ve been saving, putting way. It could’ve been money you put into your 401ks, maybe money that you just have leftover each month. That bigger, that number is the faster this grows, by the way. So anyways, they’re taking that 27,000 plus the 15.

Now that’s $42,000. They have to work with. So that makes 4,500 a year. Again, I think these numbers are very conservative compared to the options that are available. And I even did this in case they couldn’t quite do the real estate options we wanted. I want to make sure this was realistic. Well now their total in year three, jumps up to 31,500. So remember they started at 23,000. Now they’re at 31,500 of cash flow a year. By the way, if you want 31,500 from mutual funds, that means you can’t be pulling out more than about 3% a year. This would mean that the equivalent of this would be like having over a million dollars sitting in a mutual fund that you’re pulling out 3% because we have a million dollars at 3%, you’re pulling out 30,000 a year. They’re already by year three at 31,500, not waiting for age 59 and a half, which is over 20 years away for them. Right?

That’s another thing that’s crazy. Why invest in vehicles that don’t match your objective? You know, why put money in a 401k if you want to retire before 59 and a half, that’s ridiculous. That’s like throwing money away from you. It’s locking up in prison and saying, Oh, sorry. I guess it can’t work for me after all, right? You don’t want that. You want your money working for you. They want them out of prison doing their thing. So already by year three, that’s 31,500. Well guess what? 31,500 plus another 15,000. That’s over 46,000. Maybe now they’re making over 5,000 a year and you could see how this keeps building. You know, that we keep adding more and more on this cash flow side, you know, that keeps growing and adding up, right? Like, so what happens? You keep buying bigger and bigger assets that keeps going, and we’re not talking about selling and repositioning out of properties to buy more because equity growth and everything else that’s beneath the surface.

We’re not talking about the fact that their mortgages are getting paid down too. So what’s happening is we’re taking about, you know, 300,000 or so of their money total, right? In total. Even after paying the tax, a big chunk of that to taxes. And still now it’s got way more cash flow coming in. Then if they had waited however many decades for their money to turn into over a million dollars inside of a 401k. You see what’s happening here? Like this is just speeding up everything. Now it might sound amazing or it might sound too good to be true to some of you. But the truth is that this is something that happens every day. And in many cases, these numbers are better. Again, they can be more conservative, depends on the situation of life, right? And what’s going on, you know, I’ve lately with everything going on with people being furloughed like I’ve had, we’ve had to get pretty creative on finding different investments that are secure for them, but also providing good cash flow.

In fact, even helping provide some income when they don’t have the income coming in, or it’s not the full amount of income they’re used to. And so this is the cool thing, is that even a situation like this really within the first year, and this is what I told them, I said, really, within the first year, guys, you can actually hit your 2000 month goal. They’re like, how? How’s it possible? Well, it’s about finding the resource. Figuring out where the money is. Again, they never really considered that they could use that money elsewhere because you know, everybody does a great job marketing to you telling you don’t touch your 401k money. Don’t touch the equity in your home. Don’t touch these different assets that you have that really could be used to accelerate and even create good, steady streams of income for you.

And just like everything. Cash flow is the real path of freedom. When you have more income coming in than expenses going out, that is true freedom. What happens though is that many of us are taught that it’s about accumulating and compounding and not, you know, not doing anything with your money, you know, just letting other people manage it and try to make money for you. And the truth is that does not happen. You know, first off, most of those managers are, have their hands tied on what they can and can’t do, even though they know better with their funds, they can’t always buy and sell the way they think they should. So they have to think in a very different perspective. And if, again, if you’re lucky, you can take all these high risks in the market to maybe average what, 6% maybe 7%, if you’re really lucky. Longterm, because remember the real rate of return of the S and P 500 last 30 years has been seven and a half percent, not 10 or 12, seven and a half, right?

So you’re taking all this high risk of all these ups and downs and try to be in it for the long haul and delaying your gratification, delaying any real life, especially when you’re alive, right? All the stuff that’s happening and what’s can actually happen in truth is not an accumulation type of model. That’s been proven to take way too many years for your life to make it really truly work in a good way to create freedom. And then instead do an acceleration model, which is about cash flow. Passive income now.

So guys, that’s the thing I want to share with you is that, this the stuff I see day in and day out, this is the stuff that oftentimes people can consider. Maybe their mind starts to play with it. And then they retract again because it’s uncomfortable or it’s unknown. And they don’t know where to go.

Guys. There is places you can find good returns. You can actually take control of your financial life, not turn it over to somebody else and hope and pray. They do something with it, but have real control of your money. Take less risks. Get regular, stable, steady income from your money, get your money working for you now. So you work because you want to not because you have to. That’s what this is really all about, right? It’s about creating that legacy, creating that ability to create a ripple effect through the lives of others. And imagine what you could do for your family and what you can create for generations beyond you. Even it’s changing their mindset, how their lives can be so much better than your own by doing and teaching and living by example, this very thing.

Guys, this is the reason why I’m teaching you this stuff. This is why it’s so exciting for me. This is why I left being a financial advisor because when I saw what was possible, being a financial advisor sounded stupid. This is why I couldn’t do that anymore. That’s why I had to leave the industry in 2006. And I’m telling you the last 14 years, man, there are some amazing ways to create good solid cash flow. But it does require patience. Requires discipline. It requires you to do everything we can to minimize that risk. So anyways, guys, this is something that you think is good for you. You can always shoot me an email, [email protected] and say, Chris, how’s this apply in my life? But right now, guys, I hope this just expands your mind to realize this income avalanche can become something amazing and truly profitable for you. I hope we make it a wonderful and prosperous week and we’ll see you later.

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if I don’t want to follow the system I can leave he then takes my entire duffel dumps it onto the floor and then rebags it into victoria secret bags then moves it to the front counter so it can be rang in I thought this was a little odd but hey he was doing all the work rebagging it so whatever i’m like dude i’m going to be spending about 8k today all I want to do is come in spend some money get out without any drama what’s the problem whoevers in charge should be thrilled with a sale like this we’re spending 8k keep in mind that I told him that I would do what he wanted and it wasnt’ a big deal and the response was to the effect of stop being lippy and just listen I told him what do you want from me I just agreed with you and said I would use your bags i’m not being lippy at all I know this because I said okay dude not a problem i’ll use your bags his response was maybe if you get to buy it i’m like what are you suggesting that an 8 000 order is something you guys don’t want he’s like yeah if you buy it i’m like dude we are spending 8k today why would I bag up a bunch of stuff and spend 2 3 hours picking our your fabulous product to not buy it anyway so I had 4 credit cards one card had 2 000 one had 3500 one had 2000 and one had 1000 because I am buying for multiple people I had 4 different cards all in my name I wanted one receipt for each card not a big deal to me right wrong again he cited some policy and said if the order is more than 750 items that they aren’t allowed to ring in under 750 items on any one receipt id like to point out that that amount is higher than your employees said they could take as a cash payment I asked him to please show me that I would understand better if I could just read it he was willing to do so he brought out the policy book and to my surprise what it actually said was words to the afffect of cash payments cannot be split up or over 750 items I forget the second half my immediate reply was so what’s the big deal im using credit 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Bitcoin is a online currency. It doesn't really exist in the kind of actual form that the foreign money & coin we live used to exist around. It doesn't even be found in a form like physical as Monopoly money. It's electrons - not substances.

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But consider what quantity of money you personally cope with. You get a income that you take to the - or it is actually autodeposited without most people even seeing your paper that it's possibly not printed on. Afterwards you use a debit credit card (or a checkbook, if you're old school) to access those money. At best, the simple truth is 10% of it in a very cash form within your pocket or as part of your pocketbook. So , as it happens that 90% with the funds that you command are virtual -- electrons in a spreadsheet or database.

Nonetheless wait - all those are U. Ersus. funds (or these of whatever region you hail from), safe in the lender and guaranteed from the full faith for the FDIC up to on the subject of $250K per akun, right? Well, not really exactly. Your bank may only forced to keep 10% associated with its deposits with deposit. In some cases, it is really less. It lends the rest of your profit out to people for up to 30 yrs. It charges all of them for the loan, and additionally charges you for ones privilege of allowing them to lend it out there.

How does money acquire created?

Your loan provider gets to create funds by lending this out.

Say anyone deposit $1, 000 with your bank. Then they lend out $900 of it. Suddenly you may have $1000 and other people has $900. Amazingly, there's $1900 boating where before there seems to be only a grand.

At this moment say your loan company instead lends nine hundred of your dollars to another one bank. That traditional bank in turn lends $810 to another bank, which in turn lends $720 to the customer. Poof! $3, 430 in an instant : almost $2500 established out of nothing -- as long as the bank is a follower of your government's key bank rules.

Designing of Bitcoin will be as different from bank funds' creation as capital is from electrons. It is not controlled with a government's central lender, but rather by opinion of its owners and nodes. It isn't created by a limited mint in a building, but instead by distributed offered source software in addition to computing. And it takes a form of actual give benefit to creation. More at that shortly.

Whom invented BitCoin?

The primary BitCoins were inside of a block of 50 (the "Genesis Block") created by Satoshi Nakomoto in January the year just gone. It didn't have any value at the start. It was just a cryptographer's plaything based on some paper published 8 weeks earlier by Nakomoto. Nakotmoto is an it seems fictional name : no one seems to find out who he or she and also they is/are.

Exactly who keeps track of it all?

As the Genesis Block came to be, BitCoins have ever since been generated by way of doing the work of checking all transactions for BitCoins as a form of public ledger. A nodes / pc systems doing the computations on the ledger can be rewarded for to do so. For each set of prosperous calculations, the node is rewarded by having a certain amount of BitCoin ("BTC"), which are subsequently newly generated inside the BitCoin ecosystem. As a result the term, "BitCoin Miner" - because the operation creates new BTC. As the supply of BTC increases, and as the sheer number of transactions increases, art necessary to update anyone ledger gets difficult and more complex. Because of this, the number of new BTC into the system was made to be about 50 BTC (one block) every 10 units, worldwide.

Even though a computing power to get mining BitCoin (and for updating potential fans and patrons ledger) is currently raising exponentially, so may be the complexity of the numbers problem (which, furthermore, also requires a specific amount of guessing), or even "proof" needed to my verizon prepaid phone BitCoin and to make a deal the transactional publications at any presented moment. So the program still only makes one 50 BTC block every 10 minutes, or 2106 blocks every 14 days.

So , in a sense, anyone keeps track of it -- that is, all the nodes in the network observe the history of every one BitCoin.

How much will there be and where will it be?

There is a maximum variety of BitCoin that can possibly be generated, and this number is twenty-one million. According to the Khan Academy, the number can be expected to top out and about around the year 2140.

As of, this morning there was 12. 1 mil BTC in blood flow

Your own BitCoin tend to be kept in a data file (your BitCoin wallet) in your own storage : your computer. The data itself is evidence of the number of BTC you have got, and it can push with you on a portable device.

If which file with the cryptographic key in your billfold gets lost, thus does your flow of BitCoin funds. And you just can't get it spine.

How much is it well worth?

The value varies determined by how much people think that it's worth -- just like in the trading of "real revenue. " But simply because there is no central specialist trying to keep the valuation around a certain grade, it can vary far more dynamically. The first BTC were basically worthy of nothing at the time, nonetheless those BTC survive. As of 11AM concerning December 11, 2013, the public value is $906. 00 YOU per BitCoin. Lake finished writing this particular sentence, it was $900. 00. Around the starting out of 2013, the significance was around $20. 00 US. Upon November 27, 2013 it was valued from more than $1, 000. 00 US for BTC. So it's type volatile at the moment, however , it's expected to subside.

The total value of their BitCoin - at the time of the period at the end with this sentence - approximately 11 billion YOU AND ME dollars.

How can I obtain me some?

Initial, you have to have a BitCoin wallet. This article has got links to get 1.

Then one way is usually to buy some coming from another private get together, like these guys upon Bloomberg TV. One of many ways is to buy a lot of on an exchange, just like Mt. Gox.

Lastly, one way is to attach a lot of computer strength and electricity for the process and become your BitCoin miner. That is definitely well outside the extent of this article. However , if you have a few 1, 000 extra dollars relaxing around, you can get a real challenge rig.

How can I dedicate it?

There are many merchants of all styles that take BitCoin in payment, out of cafes to car dealerships. There's a good BitCoin ATM inside Vancouver, British Columbia for converting a person's BTC to profit Vancouver, BC.

Thus?

Money has had long history - millennia in length. Somewhat recently available legend tells you and me that Manhattan Is was bought designed for wampum - seashells & the like. Inside the early years within the United States, different mortgage lenders printed their own foreign exchange. On a recent trip to Salt Spring Of the islands in British Columbia, I spent up-to-dateness that was only wonderful on the lovely of the islands. The common theme among these was a good trust agreement between its users this that particular currency presented value. Sometimes of which value was linked directly to something good and physical, prefer gold. In 1900 the U. Vertisements. tied its money directly to gold (the "Gold Standard") along with in 1971, concluded that tie.

Right now currency is dealt with like any other thing, although a particular nation's currency value are usually propped up or simply diminished through pursuits of their central loan provider. BitCoin is an various currency that is moreover traded and its price, like that of additional commodities, is determined with trade, but isn't held up or decreased by the action from any bank, but alternatively directly by the routines of its clients. Its supply is bound and known still and (unlike real currency) so will be the history of every singular BitCoin. Its understood value, like all currency, is based on the country's utility and believe in.

As a form of foreign money, BitCoin not simply a new thing in Design, but it certainly is often a new way for capital to be created.

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Video Journal 02/13/20 - Published 108

Hey, welcome to the Journal for Thursday, February 13th, 2020 “Published 108.”

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My name is Eric Leo, I’m a sociologist, social psychologist, philosopher, author, and hip-hop artist and this is my journal where I talk about myself and my philosophy!

108 Book

I published my book. I have received copies and everything looks good. You can buy “108 The Story of Discovering Earth’s Consciousness” online through my publisher at Author House. Thank you for your support. I wish I had money to invest in promoting it but I don’t. I’m going to try and send some copies to select people and promote it to other blogs.

Moving, Diet, and Exercise

I moved into my own apartment at the beginning of January. I am much happier. My mother helped me get settled, afford basic necessities, and some work out equipment. She bought me a Bowflex 5.1 work-out bench and 552 series select-tech dumbbells. I work out 4-5 days per week.

On February 12th I weighed 242.4 pounds, so I’ve lost about 8 pounds since December 30th, 2019 when I weighed 250 pounds. I’ve lost less weight than I expected but I’ve been working out so I’ve probably been gaining muscle and muscle weighs more than fat. I just started taking measurements of my chest, stomach, and butt to make sure I’m making progress. I know I’ve been making progress because my pants fit better.

I started biking on my budget Peloton. I started out at 10 minutes per day and it was hard. I increased it by 5 minutes every week. Now I’m up to 30 minutes on the bike on days I work out. I put on a playlist of the late shows from the previous night and watch them while I ride. I have a pretty good system down. It keeps me motivated and gives me structure but is also why I don’t work out on Sundays and Mondays because there was no late show the previous night. I’ve been drinking my GFuel every morning as a pre-workout.

After I get done with the bike I do a muscle group of weight lifting like chest, back, shoulders, legs, or arms. I’ve been keeping myself sore. I had an issue with my right arm feeling pain but I stretched my peck and got a check-up at physical therapy and all has been well. All systems are a go.

I used to exercise like crazy in high school and college and was, what most would consider, ripped. I still have a lot of the muscle underneath all my fat and I plan to get back to being ripped. I hope to get a chin-up bar and gravity boots to do pull-ups and inverted sit-ups after I get below 200 lbs… like I also used to do back in the day.

I’m on Atkins or a ketogenic diet, it has been a lot better for my acid reflux. I keep a calorie deficit on my diet while staying in ketosis. I’ll cheat with carbs every other weekend. I try not to cheat on calories. I don’t count calories like I used too back in 2017 although I guestimate often. I probably get around 1000-1500 calories per day, burn 3-500 calories working out with 50-60 grams of protein, which I understand is less protein than recommended. My biggest concern is getting enough protein for my workouts and to maintain muscle mass as I lose weight. I stay in ketosis so my body burns fat and not muscle. I do intermittent-fasting and only eat between 1 and 9 pm, usually. I eat a lot of nuts, cheese, pickles, greens, carrots, protein powder, eggs, chicken, and diet pop.

Stem Cells

I recently saw Joe Rogan’s podcast #1066 about stem cells. I didn’t know it could be used to cure autoimmune diseases. I also didn’t know it could be used to regrow tissue like in tendons.

I personally got excited when I heard about the capabilities of stem cells. In 2010 I had a scope on my knee for a multi-lateral meniscus tear. It hurts most days by the end of the day. So I looked into getting an injection of my stem cells to regrow my meniscus and it’s not covered by medicare because it’s not yet approved by the FDA. I can’t afford the 5-7 thousand dollars it would cost to get the procedure. I’m disappointed in America but hope it will be approved and available within the next couple of years.

Living On Disability

I look forward to having a conversation with the nurses that work at St. Joseph Community Mental Health when I get my shot each month. I still don’t have Hulu, I can’t afford it yet. I plan on canceling my audible subscription this month to save some money. They’ll pull me back in eventually with another free trial like they always do.

My credit score dropped 12 points from 807 to 795 since December 20th, 2019 because I have a couple of hundred dollars on my credit card after buying that GFuel, audio interface, and moving expenses. Like I explored in the last journal when you only live on several hundred dollars a month and can’t make much extra money it’s hard to afford much. I have been utilizing the local food bank to save money on groceries. I’m on a spending freeze until I get it paid off. I’m focused on paying off the balance. This means spending little to no money on gas. I really want my credit score above 800 again.

I can’t smoke weed in my apartment without being evicted so I’ve basically quit after years of daily smoking. I only smoke with friends away from my apartment now; usually about every other weekend. Apparently, I can have a cat if I want one though.

Make America Think Harder

I want to vote for Bernie Sanders as long as he wins the primary and it seems like he will. My second choice is tied for Yang or Warren but I would be happy with Buttigieg. I’m not a fan of Trump, although I respect the president, I will be voting for whatever Democrat wins the primary. Besides being with Emma Watson, there’s nothing I want more than Bernie to win the primary and election.

It’s worth mentioning I support term limits for congress and the supreme court. They should have to live with the laws they enact in the private and public sectors whichever they choose to pursue after their term. I also think they should be paid retirement wages from social security and have the same healthcare from social security just like everybody else. If they want to improve their standing while in office, they have to do it for everybody.

The last journal I said I wanted to be a professor. I am also thinking about being a real estate broker or agent, get my real estate license, and also build wealth through real estate investing. It will probably take me a year or two for me to get where I want to be health-wise and solidify what I want to do. Both being a professor or real estate guru has been an appealing career for me for a while. I would be happy with either or both and could still pursue being an author and hip-hop artist.

In Conclusion

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Bad Manager

Story time. All this talk of Karens has got me reminiscing about my time in retail. Way back in the wild of my youth, before my chick and i really started getting heavy into out relationship and she mellowed me out, I was a manager at the most ghetto Gamestop in the greater Sacramento area. I actually got the job like i got most things back then; After an argument over Dragon Ball Z. That’s actually how i met my chick, and argument over DBZ, but i digress. I had a thirty minute debate with the assistant manager at the time and he immediately gave me an interview with the store manager. This is, of course, before i found out how sh*tty Gamestop corporate is in real life. In about a year, I worked my way up from seasonal part-time, all the way to Store Manager and i have a Karen story for each phase of my brief career.

Seasonal Part-Time: When you’re a part timer at the ‘Stop, you are basically house b*tch. They make you do the most mundane bullsh*t. Clean the bathrooms, take out the garbage, vacuum the stores, etc. B*tch sh*t. The most mundane task you have, though, is f*cking alphabetizing the goddamn game racks. I HATED that sh*t. it was tedious and f*cking stupid. Once, it took me my entire four hour shift just to properly arrange the PS2 rack. Sh*t was whack, son!

So i finish this sh*t early one day, probably about an hour and a half before i’m off, and this Karen comes in with her kid. He wants a PS2 game. Fine. This little asshole f*cks up the entire system because he can’t find his game. I kept telling the little sh*t that everything was in alphabetical order but he ain’t care. He’s an idiot. After about ten minutes of watching this bundle of cooties and Capri Sun ruin my hard work, i ask him if he knows what “Alphabetize” means and his mom blows up! She accuses me of being cruel and how i had no right to chastise her child and that she would have my job.Obviously, this dumb b*tch escalated the scenario and i had to get my manager. She actually demanded a free game because i asked if her kid understood the order of his ABCs.

Full-Time: Once you graduate to full-time, you get to be looked upon like you are a responsible individual and not house b*tch anymore. There’s usually new part-timers for that. I became third key, a person who’s basically management but gets no management pay, after the ASM who hired me, left. Everyone moved up a rank after that. I started getting opening shifts and sh*t. This is before i was disillusioned with work life and still applied myself for faceless conglomerate who see you as expendable numbers. Don’t worry, we’ll get there soon. Since i’m Third Key, i get opening shifts now. Still don’t do payroll or take corporate calls, but i do everything else management does. As such, thee are days when it’s just me in the store. I’m the proxy manager because the two others above me make too much hourly and it’s cheaper for me to act as management instead of paying actual management.

It’s, like, six minutes before the store closes. My pat-timer is winding down their ABCing busy work because corporate decreed it so. I’m closing out one o the registers and setting the alarm on the safe to open because that sh*t takes, like, 30 minutes and my ass wants to go home ASAP. We are breezing, man, and about to be out this b*tch in record time. NOPE! Six minutes, man. I remember very distinctly because i glanced at the little clock on the register. Six minutes. This wild Karen rushes my door with her four goddamn crotch spawns six goddamn minutes before lock up! They destroy my store. My part-timer and eye can only watch in dismay. all that work. all that prep. all of it, mute. The f*cked up thing? This b*tch ain’t even buy nothing. We were located next to a Togos.She had the audacity to walk up and small talk at me about how they were waiting for their sandwiches to finish and just needed to kill time.

I tell her that we were closing and she told me, and i quote, “Not with me and my kids in the store.” 9 rolls around and tell her we have to lock the doors and she’s like, “Go ahead.” I explain to her that i’m not legally allowed to lock up the store with customers on the premises. She looks me dead in the eyes and says, “ Well i guess you’re gonna get some OT tonight then, right?” I’ll never forget that sh*t. That was the first time i felt Retail Rage. I wanted to murder this b*tch. Straight up keelhaul this hoe and set her little monsters on fire. I maintained my composure and after about forty extra minutes, they left. I ended up finishing the close by myself because i had to sen the part-timer home. that’s ABCs, Shelving, closing registers, re-timing the safe, etc. I didn’t get ot of that store until about 11 pm. And had a morning shift at 7. All because a Karen turned my store into a waiting room/playground six minutes before close.

Assistant Manager: My Store Manager got into some sh*t with corporate and they fired him on straight BS. Probably time card fraud, i dunno. I do know he had been with the company for eleven years so f*ck em. I got bumped up to Second Key. Got a little it of a raise. Made schedules now, officially, even though i’d been doing that sh*t since i was Third Key. It’s fine. I can do refunds now and give discounts. I’m “The Manager” and, boy, do you hear about it!

Gamestop is about money. They never want to lose a sale. As such, we have a POS system that let’s you look up merchandise throughout the district. If we don’t have something, we can send you to another store that does. That’s how this story starts. I get a call from another store asking about a game. We have one copy left. They tell me to hold it because someone is coming to get it. Fine. Karen comes in a backpack full of trade-in to pay for this game and get a few extra credits for a birthday gift. Whatever. Back then, we had to test every game that came i. This b*tch had, like, 30. Fine. She also had an old, ratty, PS1. The rectangle ones. That was going to be an argument because she was only getting, like, four dollars for it. She kept gloating about how she got it at launch when she was young and what not. Motherf*cker was as old as Jesus. Also, it rattled. We found out later that was because there was dead roaches in it but that’s a story for another day.

I finish this ridiculous trade in; Tested all the games, made sure they read on both PS2 and PSOne. a few were too scratched to read so i had to run them through the disc cleaner and they ended up being viable after. I trade all of this sh*t in, and the b*tch gets upset when i tell her she’s walking out with less than a hundred in credit and even less than that in cash. She blows up on me, demands to see my manager. I tell her i am the manger, and she just starts going in. I immediately disengage and become visibly indifferent because, if i don’t, i would have beat that b*tch up in front of her children. Like, straight up curb stomp cunts and sh*t. She berates me for being an hourly employee and how she makes more than i do the entire year in a week and all this other sh*t. She just kept getting more and more upset at the fact that i was indifferent to her bullsh*t. B*tch even drops the n*gga wit hte hard “R” a few times, like i didn’t notice. I maintain through all of this racist disrespect. That ain’t what she expected and it definitely wasn’t the reaction she wanted. She demands the corporate number, takes all her games, leaves the Sony RoachMotel, and storms out. I get written up a week later for being an asshole to the customer. I literally just stood there while she turned bright red racist hulk, all over my person, but i’m in the wrong. Okay, Karen.

Bad Manager: My Senior ASM quits because Gamestop is on that bullsh*t so now i’m big man on campus. My DM is forced to promote me to acting Store Manager. Basically, i’m responsible for everything the actual manager does, but i don’t get paid what the manager i pad. It’s that Third Key bullsh*t but, you know, not. By now, it’s been about six months and i do not care. Full on disillusioned and well on my way to outright militant. That’s what Retail does to you. It slowly kills your joy and makes you hate people. I already hated people but this? This sh*t just effortlessly validated why. So it’s me and the other ASM in the store. I hire some regular to round out the staff an change literally everything about the store.

First thing to go was that whack ass dress code. I believe you do your best work when you’re comfortable so it had to go. The next thing i nixed was the ABCs. That sh*t was stupid and a waste of time. As long as the helves were neat, we were good. The next thing i did was spread the reserve and sh*t around. I held a meeting and everyone agreed that was best for the entire store. Numbers were met and no one straggled. Everyone got to keep their jobs and i didn’t have to cut hours. The last major change i instituted was letting staff play games, in store, during downtime. If everything was legit int the store and it was slow, go ahead, pop one of the used titles in a test station, and have a blast. I don’t care. Just don’t be a dick to customers because i don’t want to get hassled. I don’t want you to get hassled. No one wants t get hassled. The time that i was in charge of that store, our numbers were spectacular and we killed even the richest stores in the district. It’s dope how well a team works together when they have high morale ya dig.

One day, i get a call from my new Third key. He and his part timer, his wife at the time, were opening. I wasn’t scheduled to come in that day but he was hysterical. Apparently, this Karen didn’t like her trade in quote and called the f*cking cops. Sac PD was in my store, intimidating the sh*t out of my staff, all because this b*tch thought she deserved more than 20 dollar for her used Gamecube or some sh*t. I walk my ass all the way to work, on my day off, and diffuse the situation with the cops. I explain that prices are set by corporate and there was nothing we could do about the trade in value. I then ask way the f*ck they were even giving validity to this crazy b*tches allegations when she freely admits nothing of hers was actually stolen. Cops didn’t like my questioning their motives and hassled us for another thirty minutes but whatever. They left eventually. I left. The Karen left. The it came back.

This b*tch was in my store for a total of three f*cking hours, trying to sabotage every transaction throughout my Third Key’s shift. Eventually, he clocked out and left. His wife stayed for a few extra hours and this Karen b*tch took the opportunity to just assault her with insults. My part-timer maintained a strong facade. I was so proud of her, man. A lot of the sh*t said was very cruel personal attacks about my part timer’s heritage and status. She was a Ukranian refugee, came over to escape Russian aggression. Gorgeous chick, for real. Very funny. Very affable. Bluest eyes i’ve ever seen on a person. They were unnervingly clear and mad piercing. She was also dummy thicc. Like, she had that super stronk Snow Bunny charm. Let’s just say i made sure to schedule her for a full shift when the Madden and 2K reserves went live.

Anyway, the actual scheduled ASM just hid in the back room while this assault was occurring because he was weenie. Sweet kid, total puss. Karen was going in on how immigrants were the worst and that since she couldn’t understand my part timer’s accent she didn’t deserve to be in the country or have this job. She effectively called her a slut, several times, by insinuating she probably “F*ck your big black boss for this job.” My part timer endured for hours. When she took her break, she immediately called me in tears. She filled me in on the situation. I couldn’t make it back to my store fast enough, man. i blew up on this Karen. I called her out on her elitist bullsh*t, her classist ignorance, and the fact that we didn’t need her stupid f*cking business. I attacked her appearance. infantilized her entire lifestyle. I told her she was a depleted cum-dumpster jealous that my part timer was so vibrant with because her genuine shine reminded the Karen of everything you lost by being a suburban cliche. A middle class punchline. I banned her for being a toxic b*tch. She left my store in gross, sobbing, tears. No one f*cks with my crew like that. I got written up again.

The next day, i was on shift and the Karen bought her husband in to “speak” with me. Part timer and i opened and this big ass, corn-fed, white boy, walks in, bobbing his head around like a rooster. I’m half-sleep behind the register because insomnia, so i let my part timer do her thing. I’m over yonder, full Sith mode, Decepticon hoodie full cowl and bad attitude, wishing a motherf*cker would. And a motherf*cker did. This motherf*cker is right red, trying to assail my part timer, again, just like his wife did before.Speaking of Karen, she’s out front, pacing the entrance like a shark, expecting the fireworks her beau was supposed to bring. Not today, Satan. My part timer was standing her ground, using a lot of firm language, but this motherf*cker is big and i start seeing him using that size to intimidate.

I, immediately, physically step between dude and my part timer. He’s about three inches taller than i am so he presses my gangster. I pull back my hood, and tell him i’m the manager of the store but i can clock out and just be a n*gga in the street if he wanted the Smoke. He didn’t want the Smoke. I called him a b*tch to his face, his wife a cock-gobbling hoe, and his mother a slut. He still did not want the Smoke. He bailed. His wife started gassing on him for being a b*tch as they both shrunk away like the cowards they really were. Never saw either one after that. I didn’t get written up for that though. No f*cks given. Bad Manager life. Gang gang, n*gga.

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30 Day Writing Challenge

Day Ten: Dice

Fandom: D.Gray Man

Pairing: Poker Pair, Tyki Mikk/Allen Walker

Disclaimer: I do not own d.gray man

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The first time that Tyki loses to Allen walker, he's shocked and amused. He knew that he'd been played, even if he didn't know how, and he was reluctantly impressed by the unexpected skill. It piqued his interest. But there was also another part of him that felt annoyed at the loss, determined to win should they ever meet again.

That time came when he spotted Allen working a small group at a casino, smiling innocently as he purposefully lost a hand.

“Mind if I join?” Tyki requested, sliding over to the poker playing table.

Allen's eyes narrowed for a moment before he shrugged. “Sure.” He agreed, the rest of the table having nodded in agreement. “Buy in is two hundred.”

Tyki didn't even blink as he placed the money on the table. “Sounds good.”

After that, the cards were dealt and he observed as Allen sat there innocently, small smile on his face belying none of the smug satisfaction that he'd gotten used to seeing.

When the cards went down, Tyki thought for sure he had it down.

“I win.” Allen exclaimed in false excitement. “That's only the second time tonight.”

Tyki frowned as he looked over at the boy's cards and noted that his four of a kind in Queens, did in fact beat the full house of Aces and Kings that he'd been sporting. Damn.

“Care for another round so we can win it back?” One of the older men asked, eye's narrowed at Allen. He'd put a lot of money in for that bet.

Allen shook his head. “I think I had better quit while I'm ahead. Luck's not been on my side up until now.”

As the boy left them, cash in hand (what was that, three hundred dollars?), he caught Allen's eye, smirking a little when he got a wink before he disappeared into the night.

Perhaps he could challenge the boy to something else then another time.

The second time he got his chance to corner Allen for a rematch was just after he'd finished working a case and promptly ruining the Earl's plans. But Tyki couldn't care less about that.

“How about a game of blackjack this time?” He suggested.

Allen jumped in surprise, swinging around from where he'd just shut the door to his room. “Oh it's just you. Don't scare me like that.”

Tyki frowned, huffing. “What do you mean 'just you'? Maybe I should try to kill you while I'm here instead if you're going to be like that.”

Rolling is eyes, Allen shook his head. “Do whatever you want. It's not like I'm about to stop you.” He scoffed.

Raising an eyebrow, Tyki smirked. “Whatever I want? Those are dangerous words, boy. You sure you're going to be able to live up to them?” He drawled, leering at the younger boy's body openly.

The white haired boy, to his credit, didn't so much as blush as he looked at Tyki. “Don't be an idiot. I'm not some cheap whore that you can aim for without so much as buying a drink first.” He informed, smirking forming at Tyki's reaction to those words.

Coughing a little, the Noah shook his head. “I never said you were. But regardless, I was honestly only here for a couple games of blackjack. Give me a chance to win my money back.”

For a moment he thought he'd have to try harder to convince Allen to play with him, but then the boy shrugged. “Sure. I doubt you'll be winning anything though.”

“I'll deal, I don't trust you.” Tyki informed, well aware that this was one of the few games that favours the player, but unwilling to let Allen have an easy way to cheat.

Allen didn't seem concerned though, shrugging in agreement. “Sure. You can even drop the drawing rule. You can stop at sixteen just like a normal player.” He offered.

Tyki narrowed his eyes. “You think I need a handicap, boy.”

Shrugging, the exorcist smirked back. “I don't know. Do you?”

“I'll play normally.”

“Suit yourself.”

Tyki huffed before pulling out a deck of card and beginning to deal, watching Allen carefully just like last time. He still couldn't find the moment that Allen cheated, but it definitely happened because there was no way that he'd get a blackjack otherwise. The noah had made sure of that.

“Well that's a shame.” Allen informed him, grabbing the money they'd bet on, twenty dollars each just to start with and giving Tyki a pitying look. “Better luck next time.”

The third time he demanded a rematch, it was so something he was positive Allen couldn't cheat at. Roulette.

“Gonna let me win this time?” Tyki asked, joining Allen at the table he was working.

Allen smirked in lieu of an answer, and for the first time, Tyki noted how dark it was, very far from the innocence that he usually portrayed.

(Part of his liked to think that he brought that out in Allen, and wasn't that a delicious thought?)

They played three rounds and every single time, Allen won.

There wasn't really disappointment this time, only the feeling of being vaguely amazed.

“Wow, I'm so lucky tonight.” Allen hummed, grinning innocently at the other participants.

It was so fake that Tyki had to fight not to laugh.

“I guess I'm calling it a night.” He decided, giving in. However Allen was doing it, he wasn't about to stick around and keep trying for a lost cause.

Allen pouted at him as he waved goodbye, clearly fighting the urge to smirk.

What an bastard.

By the fourth time, Tyki was feeling less determined to win, and more determined to figure out how the hell Allen was doing it. So when he spotted the white-haired boy entering an inn, he didn't think twice about following and invading his room again.

“We really need to stop meeting like this. People are going to get suspicious.” Allen informed, smirk tugging at his lips.

Tyki pouted. “Would that really be so bad? Or are you ashamed of me?” He shot back, feeling smug when it manages to startle a laugh out of the boy.

“Seriously though. What do you want, Tyki? Because that bed over there is looking really tempting so you better have a good reason to be keeping me from it.”

It occurs to him in that moment that Allen's lack of being scared of him should be less satisfying than it is, but he throws that thought away.

“A rematch. Backgammon this time. If you're sick of betting with money though, we can always bet something else.” He offered.

Allen rolled his eyes. “I have no problems wiping the floor with you every single time, but isn't your wallet starting to feel a little light?”

Tyki scoffed, “Don't be ridiculous. I have more money than I know what to do with.”

Shrugging, Allen took a seat. “Alright then, it's your money. I'm assuming you have a board.”

Producing the board, Tyki moved to sit across from Allen, setting things up quickly.

Then the game began. In the beginning the noah thought that maybe Allen had decided not to cheat at all. Everything was going rather mediocre, and he hadn't seen anything underhanded.

But then things quickly began going uphill for Allen and downhill for himself. Allen had to be cheating, even though he couldn't figure out how, for the life of him.

“Hand it over.” Allen singsonged when he made his final move and won.

Without complaint, Tyki handed over the twenty dollar note before disappearing.

The fifth time he challenges Allen to a game or baccarat and loses even worse than usual, Allen holding back with none of his usual nonchalance.

“In a bad mood are we, today?” Tyki teased.

Allen huffed, narrowing his eyes. “I'm fine.” He informs Tyki, before proceeding to beat him for the third time in a row.

The noah chuckles. “Whatever you say, boy.”

Frowning, Allen set everything up for another game. “This time I want to bet on something different for a change.” He informed.

Tyki blinked in surprise before shrugging. “What did you have in mind?”

“If I win, you stop calling me boy and use my real name.”

If the noah had been surprised before, he was definitely shocked now. But he was also amused. “Does it bother you that much, boy.”

“You're an asshole. Yes or no?”

“Sure. What do I get if I win though?”

Allen smirked at that. “You won't. But you can pick anything within reason.” He offered.

Tyki huffed at his likelihood of winning being proclaimed so openly. “There's no need to be rude. I'll choose when I win then.”

Allen shrugged. “Suit yourself.”

Neither of them were surprised when he didn't win that time either.

The next time they play together, Tyki isn't aiming to win, or to figure out how Allen was cheating in the first place.

“How hard would it be to convince you to play a game of strip poker with me?” He asked, announcing himself in Allen's room at a local inn.

The white-haired boy looked over at him with something akin to boredom. “Sick of betting with money?” He teased.

“Variety is the spice of life.”

Shrugging, Allen sat across from his easily. “Alright then. Strip poker it is.” He agreed.

It wasn't long before Tyki was sitting with only his boxers left. Allen, ruthless as ever, had refused to give the noah even a single round.

“How anyone could ever mistake you for innocent is beyond me. You're the devil.”'

Allen laughed. “Such a bad loser, Mikk. Are we playing another round, or are you content with being stripped to just your boxers?”

“I'm not a quitter, Walker. I'll play until the end.” He informed.

Shrugging, Allen waited as the cards were dealt again before winning with ease.

“Cough them up.” He joked.

Tyki smirked, moving to strip himself of his last item of clothing. “If you wanted me naked, you could have just asked.” He teased.

Allen scoffed. “Says the man who suggested it.”

Sitting down once more without any shame, the noah leered at Allen. “Another round?”

“You have nothing left to bet with.” Allen pointed out.

Tyki tilted his head. “I'm sure there's something else you could want from me.”

A smirk tugged at Allen's lips.

Bingo.

“I suppose I'm not against the idea. You won't win though, so I don't understand why you're bothering to try.”

Tyki shrugged. “Put it down to desperation instead of psychoanalysing me. All or nothing. If you win, I'll do anything that you want. If I win, you strip everything and lose the game.” He offered.

Allen smirked, and it was oh so dark. “You're on.”

Of course, Allen won.

“So what are you going to ask me for?” Tyki asked, curiosity clear.

Allen's smirk looked all the more dangerous. “You'll know soon.”

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