how to blow all your money in a month

anonymous asked:

Hello~ I hope you're having a good day. You're doing great with these imagines! I was wondering how the UF bros and SF bros react to an S/O who has an online shopping addiction. Like whenever they're feeling down or anxious, they just blow all their money on Amazon products?

Thank you~

UF!Sans: Listen, doll. You might make your own money, but you’re kinda living in a shared economy situation. And even if you’re not, he’s not letting you blow your money on things you’ll never use because you had a bad day. There is no way he’s letting this habit continue. Not without limits. You can agree on a certain amount of money that you’re allowed to blow each month. 

UF!Papyrus: He will literally take your computer/phone and refuse to give it back. While he’s taking care of them for you, he’ll try to make you feel better using different methods. But you’re not getting your devices back until he’s sure that it’s safe. No arguing and pouting will help you here, sorry that’s just how Papy works. 

SF!Sans: He might actually have the same problem. But he does it when he’s bored. So he can’t really chastise you for your habit. Still, while he’d like to boast and say that he has a lot of money, his wallet can’t handle two people going crazy on Amazon each month. So he might ask you to maybe not buy as much, and he’ll try and do the same. 

SF!Papyrus: He makes you cuddle with him when you’re down. And then if you feel the need to pull up the computer and buy stuff, he asks you to go through it with him first. Like, maybe you could try scrolling around and adding things to the cart and not buying it? He tries to distract you by making games of it, looking through Amazon products together and trying to find the most ridiculous ones. Anything to make you better without your wallet screaming at you in the end. He’ll still let you buy some of it, but not just going to check out without thinking over it twice. 


.Werewolf Michael AU

.Bonus Part

.Michael x OC

*Smut Warning

.Aven P.O.V


—-FIVE MONTHS LATER

You had decided, after the first time you went into heat, that it was the worst possible thing about being a werewolf.

As soon as you felt that intense heat pool in between your legs towards the end of each month, you knew every minute was going to be uncomfortably unbearable until you got to Michael.

You were still working your job in retail but you had worked really hard with Michael trying to find him a job, anything to just get him started and thankfully, a tree surgery company took him on last month.

Michael wasn’t exactly thrilled at the idea but you had told him it was easier to get a job once he was in a job. The best thing about it was the company had offered to give Michael a weekend training course to give him more qualifications. Of course you had urged him to go for it but by the afternoon on the Friday that he’d left, you went into heat and that sent you into immediate panic.

When it got to six o’clock you couldn’t wait any longer, surely Michael would have finished for the day by now.

You dialled his number and he picked up on the second ring.

“Good evening Beautiful.”

He sounded absolutely exhausted and you were angry at yourself for calling about such an inconvenient thing.

“Mikey, I’m so sorry but I’ve gone into heat.”

You panted down the phone and there was a brief moment of static silence before you heard your mate groan in disbelief.

“Aven… er… Oh, Fucking hell.”

He growled down the phone and you whined in response, the wolf side of you desperate for your mate’s attention.  Michael wasn’t going to be home until mid-day on Monday and you weren’t sure how much of this you could take, the longer you went without your mate, the more aroused you became.

“Can I make it to Monday?”

You asked quietly but Michael sighed heavily in response.

“…You’re going to have to Beautiful, you’re not working this weekend are you?”

“No.”

You whined back, dreading the thought of aching like this for a whole weekend; you had never had to wait more than a few hours before.

“Just go and have a cold shower Aven, it will make you feel a little better I promise.”

You whined quietly but nodded your head.

“Okay… I love you Mikey, I’ll call later.”

You managed weakly before ending the call. You could feel your body itch with aching frustration but did as Michael suggested and headed for a cold shower.

—-

By the time Monday rolled around you were just a hot grouchy, whining mess, lying flat out on top of your duvet with your clothes tossed long forgotten on the floor. You were burning and desperate and you hadn’t slept a wink last night; you couldn’t, not in the sweaty state you were in.

You had no idea what to do with yourself and you had lost a lot of your human thoughts, you felt like an animal and you could barely keep your mind straight you were that worked up, pinning for your mate’s attention.

When you eventual heard the fait ‘tick’ of the lock releasing on your front door you sat up, suddenly very aware that someone was here.

An audible groan resounded from the kitchen as something smacked onto the floor moments before a male with messy red hair rounded the corner into your room. He smelt strongly of sap cover leaves and splintered wood; a smell that you didn’t recognise at all. You half whined half growled in warning as you shuffled back, trying to put some distance between yourself and this man who insisted on prowling closer.

“It’s alright Beautiful, it’s me. I’m back now.”

His low, husky voice purred and it seemed to flick a switch of recognition in your head. Still, you instinctively backed away as he climbed on to the bed and crawled towards you, making you feel even more uncomfortable and upset.

“It’s Michael, Aven… Come here.”

His voice was gentle as he pushed himself over you, but the closer he got the stronger the horrible sappy wood smell became.

“Get off me!”

You snarled as you shoved him back but your actions were weak.

The male snarled in frustration but backed off and stormed out of the room.

Moments later you heard the faint sound of a jet running and within ten minutes he was back, his flaming red hair damp and wild and he was dressed in a fresh set of clothes. You snarled weakly as he clambered back over to you but he smelt different this time; much more familiar and the forest smell was almost gone.

“It’s me Aven… Don’t push me away, you need me and I need you.”

He whined as he nuzzled and licked against your throat and you couldn’t fight it anymore.

“I want my mate.”

You almost sobbed and Michael pulled back to look at you square on.

“Look at me.”

Michael growled and it took you a minute to properly focus on his face.

“I could smell you out on the staircase… I’m so sorry I was gone for so long, you wouldn’t be this bad if I had gotten here sooner.”

Michael nuzzled his nose lovingly against yours and you sighed as he lay a hand on your waist.

“…Mikey.”

You eventually panted and your mate groaned heavily in appreciation.

“Good girl, come on… I know what you need.”

He gave you a short kiss before scrambling off the bed and stripping out of his clothes. You whined and you crawled after him but turned around once you reached the edge of the bed, poised on your hands and knees facing the wall, more than ready for him to pull you back onto his hard shaft and give you want you wanted.

You weren’t waiting long.

Michael groaned as he grabbed you by the hips and roughly pushed into you with a grunt. A relief filled gasp fell from your lips as your mate clamped his fingers over your skin and rutted into you at a quick, smooth pace.

You scrunched your hands into the sheets in an effort to try and keep yourself in place as Michael’s rough thrusts insisted on pushing you forward.

Every noise that fell from your mate’s mouth was just heaven to your ears and you wished you were closer.

“Mikey…”

His name was all you could manage to moan and you could almost hear the smirk in his voice as he panted.

Shortly, Michael loosened his grip on your hips in favour of trailing on hand around to your stomach and the other over your back. You felt him gather up as much as your long hair as he could before gently tugging it back, signalling for you to push up into a kneeling position and lean fully back against his chest. You whined as you felt his strong hand supporting your stomach whilst his other took a hold on your throat, holding you close as he sunk his teeth into the back of your shoulder, never slowing his persistent pace.

You could only lean back and pant and whine in pleasure as you let your mate handle your body for you. You covered his hand on your chest with your own as you began to feel a warmth in the pit of your abdomen build.

Michael knew you were close because you couldn’t keep yourself from clenching around his slick cock and he encouraged you right in your ear.

“Come on Beautiful, you’ve done so well… Just let go.”

You whined as you edged closer and closer. You shuffled uncomfortably but turned your face sideways towards your mates and gasped in relief as you came undone. Michael nuzzled proudly against your nose and it wasn’t long after when Michael gave you exactly what your body needed and released inside you with a hard thrust and a pleasured groan.

For the first time in three days you finally felt your body begin to relax and cool down, no longer on the edge of need and you felt yourself return back to your right mind. You were very aware of who the male behind you was and you tentatively turned in his arms to greet him with a breathless kiss.

“Mikey, I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me, it was like a didn’t recognise you.”

Michael shook his head before peppering your face with kisses.

“It’s not your fault Beautiful. It’s because you had to wait so long… We need to look at your patterns closer and make a note of them. That way I will never be away when you need me again.”

You blushed lightly as you nuzzled against each other, purring with complete satisfaction.

“Shall we go and wash up?”

Michael suggested and you could think of nothing better.

—-

Michael was super excited on the day he came home with his third pay packet.

When Michael started to work you had explained to him the importance about building up and saving money, and not to go and blow it all as soon as it landed in your bank account.

You explained how to budget and how to cover unexpected costs and Michael took it all on board. The first thing he did after your talk was to write down how much he earnt a month and how much he should save. You had watched him scribble down numbers with a fond smile and before long he came to the conclusion that he would have enough to make a decent purchase on his third pay day.

He threw his bag down in the hall way, bounded into the living room where you were sat watching T.V and dived into your lap.

“Mikey! What’s happened?”

You asked, slightly taken aback but cuddling up to him anyway.

“I’ve been paid! I’ve been waiting for this ever since I’ve started and I know what I want!”

You giggled at his enthusiasm as he pecked your cheek.

“You don’t have to spend it right away Mikey.”

He grinned and shook his head, his eyes shining with excitement at he looked solely into your own.

“I know what I want.”

You blushed under his stare and he began to purr as he nuzzled warmly against you, his tone suddenly becoming rather serious.

“I want to take you out tomorrow for dinner.”

You felt your chest tighten in bashfulness.

“I don’t want you to spend your hard earned wages on me.”

Michael just laughed and shook his head.

“You told me to budget and I have. I know exactly just how much I have to spend and some of that money involves taking my beautiful mate out for dinner at a decent restaurant, so you had better find your best dress out.”

He shot you a wink and licked your lips before climbing off you and sauntering off to take a shower.

—-

Saturday night dawned on you before you knew it and you were currently sat in front of your mirror, adding the finishing touches to your hair that you had just finished curling. You didn’t normally apply much make up but you allowed yourself a natural touch up before stepping into a sparkling but discreet silver skater dress.

After giving yourself a final check in the mirror you slipped into a pair of flat black ballet shoes and grabbed your black clutch off the bed before making your way into the living room to wait for Michael.

When he appeared about five minutes later, clad in his black skinny jeans, black laced boots, band tee and denim jacket, you couldn’t keep the blush off your cheeks; he was so handsome.

“Aven, you look absolutely beautiful.”

His tone was awe filled and you got to your feet, shyly walking over to his side and cuddling up to his warm torso.

“Are you ready to go?”

He asked, almost sounding nervous but you nodded enthusiastically as you laced your fingers together.

“Absolutely. I’ve been looking forward to this all day.”

You leaned up to gently peck his cheek and he smiled proudly as he lead the way out of your flat and into town.

Making good time on your walk into town, you were seated and had your dinner before you all within under half an hour.

You had never been to ‘Frankie’s’ before but your spaghetti bolognaise was the best you had tasted anywhere, apart from your mother’s, and Michael couldn’t stop complimenting his pizza.

Michael never once took his eyes off you and kept his legs placed on the outside of yours so he could occasionally knock and brush up against your bare skin.

Your mate insisted on ordering the biggest ice cream sundae on menu to share afterwards and when you saw the size of it when it came, you were grateful of Michael’s massive appetite.

You managed to eat about a tenth of the glass before placing your spoon down in defeat.

“I can’t eat any more Mikey, I’m so full.”

“Aw, come on Ave, I’ve saved you all the brownie pieces, look.”

You rolled your eyes and forced down a few more bites before holding your hands up.

“That’s it.”

Michael grinned as he licked the ice cream off his spoon in playful seductiveness and you blushed.

Once you were finished Michael paid the waitress, even after you’d insisted again that you would pay, took your hand warmly in his before heading back out into the night.

“You know the night is still young, do you want to go to a club?”

Michael asked but you sighed as you leaned up next to his side. You felt like a lead weight with all the food you had just ate and you didn’t think clubbing was a good idea.

“Not tonight Mikey, I’ll end up being sick I think.”

Michael chuckled as he kissed the top of your head and pulled you closer at the waist; he didn’t say anything as you walked back home.

Once you’d reached the car park, you felt Michael stop and hesitate. You immediately turned to look up at him but before you could ask what was wrong, he placed his hands on your hips and ushered you back, shortly coming into contact with the side of your car.

“What’s wrong Mikey?”

You asked, suddenly feeling rather concerned, but your mate just nuzzled against you with a quiet groan.

You ran your hands over his shoulders and up into his hair, causing him to whine weakly as he kissed your lips.

“Tell me…”

You whispered softly against his lips and Michael took a deep, steady breath before looking down into your eyes and asking.
“Will you marry me?”

It was your turn to hesitate before blinking in confusion. Marry him? Werewolves didn’t get married they just mated, at least that was what Michael had told you. After your confused moment had passed, you felt yourself blush as your heart fluttered in happiness.

“You told me werewolves don’t get married.”

You whispered with a smile as you nuzzled up against your mate while continuing to scratch your fingers into his hair.

“They don’t… But you’ve lived your life as a human and I’ve seen you watch those shows on television. You’ve mentioned before about weddings so surely when you were little, you dreamed of having a wedding too. I know normal werewolves don’t get married but we’re not exactly a ‘normal’ pack are we? I may not understand it all but if it will make you happy, I want to make it happen.”

It was true. You had always dreamed of your wedding day and what sort of dress you would wear. You had joked in the past and discussed in detail with your mother about what you would want for your big day, but since meeting Michael the thought had never crossed your mind.

Marriage didn’t matter as long as you were always with him, but since he had asked…

“Yes Mikey, I would love to marry you.”

You enthused with an excitable grin and Michael smiled handsomely at you before sealing your lips in a passionate, sensual kiss.

The feeling of Michael’s fingertips on your neck and jaw made you moan quietly and your mate chuckled as he pulled back to lick your bottom lip.

“…What is it that I call you now? When two people are getting married?”

You grinned again as you cuddled up close.

“So, we’re engaged and now, that makes me your fiancée...”

You explained, but quickly added.

“But I am first and foremost your mate.”

Michael smirked as he lowered his lips to your ear and accused in a low growl.

“You only prefer that because it sounds more possessive.”

You could only nod in response; he had hit the nail on the head.

Michael groaned as he ran a heated lick up your neck before nuzzling into the edge of your jaw.

“Shall we go for a run? I need to shake all this excitement off and I don’t think it would be fair to wear you out in the bedroom.”

You flushed as you nudged against your mate and pushed him back.

“You can go for a run but I don’t want to change, I can just ride you.”

Michael’s smirk twisted smugly as he pushed you back against the car.

“Oh baby, you can ride me all night long.”

“That is not what I meant!”

You tried to stifle your laugh as you wiggled away from him.

“Hurry up and change otherwise you can forget it.”

Michael glanced around to make sure no one was around as you placed your clutch bag behind your back tire for safe keeping and when you stood back up, you were greeted with a warm, furry nuzzling hug from your wolf.

You wrapped your arms around his head and pulled him close, causing him to groan.

After a few moments he crouched to the floor and you slipped around to climb onto his back, only standing straight when he was sure you were settled.

“Are you comfortable, Beautiful?”

You shuffled up a little closer to his shoulders as you ran your hands through his coarse fur.

“Yeah, I’m ready whenever you are Mikey.”

You grinned as your wolf broke into a steady jog before shifting into a flat out run, making quick work of getting through the town and into the forest and once you were in the trees, it was like you were in a different world; one where only you and your mate belonged.

Michael ploughed through the familiar path that he often traced when you were together but tonight, he took a slightly different route.

Slowing down to a prowl he pushed his ways through the tight trees before dropping down a small hill. Once he was at the bottom he rounded back on himself and you came face to face with a large den. You stilled in surprise as your eyes took in the blankets and pillows that were already tucked into the corner.

Michael groaned as he lowered his body to the floor and let you slide off.

“What’s all this?”

You asked with a smile as you stepped off the dry dirt and onto the soft blanket that was laid out on the floor.

“For you, if you still want to spend a night in a den with your wolf.”

Michael’s voice floated anxiously through your mind, you turned to see him standing a few yards away from the entrance, his head and ears low as he looked at you.

“Come here Mikey.”

You pleaded softly as you sat down towards the back, leaving more than enough space for your large wolf to step in before you. You reached up and ran your fingers into his fur down his neck, pulling your mate closer into a hug as he groaned in content.

“I do.”

You smiled and whispered against his muzzle.

Michael licked across your cheek before shuffling around to lay on his side, his back facing the outside of the den and his front facing you. You carefully lay down as well, curling up into the warmth of his body and sighing in happiness as he lay his head to your side so you were surrounded almost entirely by him.

“Are you sure we’ll be safe? I won’t be able to hear when we’re asleep”

Michael nodded his head slightly as he grumbled.

“Yeah, I scouted the area out early and I’m one hundred percent sure we’ll be okay. Anyone trying to come between a wolf and his mate must have a death wish; I won’t let anything hurt you.”

He gave you a warm lick again and you blushed as you cuddled further into his warmth.

Even though the position you were in now wasn’t exactly what you had imagined when you had painted the wolf mural in Kerry’s café, it was so much better than you had imagined.

As you lay in warmth, brushing your knuckles soothingly against the soft fur before you and gazing into Michael’s lush green eyes, you felt complete.

“Thank you, for saving me…”

“Mikey…”

You simultaneously brushed against each other as your mate purred in loving affection. You closed your eyes as you felt your mate shift begin to shift. You shuffled backwards a little to give him some room but once he was back in his human body he crawled on top of you, sealing your lips in a hungry kiss.

Your tongues fought for dominance but in the end, Michael won and celebrated with a triumphant nip to your lower lip.

“I love you, Aven.”

Michael growled proudly as he caressed your cheek, and you closed your eyes as leaned into his touch.

Your mate removed his jacket and placed it comfortably over your shoulder before laying down next to you. You snuggled happily against his chest and when you looked up to see his smug, adorable grin you melted.

“I love you too, Mikey.”

His eyes sparkled at your confession as he reached around for one of the blankets to throw over your bodies.

After a while you removed your hearing aids and placed them in the safety of Michael’s jacket pocket, going deaf to the world and feeling just slightly more alone without any background noise.

“…Don’t be afraid.”

Michael purred as he spoke to your mind, catching you by surprise. Michael talking to your mind without your hearing aids in was something that you had never tried before.

His breath was calming and his licks soothing as he comforted you and your smile was wide as you realised that you weren’t really alone at all.

“I’ll always keep you safe…”

.Masterlist

Andre Lyon’s Top 10 Financial Tips.

You’ll want to write these down!

Even if you’re not on the verge of becoming a billionaire like hip-hop impresario Lucious Lyon, chances are you can still benefit from improving your personal finances. We sat down with Empire Entertainment CFO Andre Lyon and asked for his top ten financial tips for the average person. You’ll want to write these down and keep them close by!

1. MAKE A BUDGET
This is your first step. Take it seriously. Budget realistically so you can see where all your money’s going month-to-month. You can’t map out a financial strategy unless you know where you’re starting. This will also help wean you off the bad habit of spending money before you get it.

2. PLAY THE LONG GAME
Like the saying goes, “All the glitters is not gold.” I can’t tell you how many new artists I’ve seen get signed to Empire, only to blow through their signing bonus buying fancy cars and clothes, trying to create the impression that they’re living on the same level as my father, who’s sold millions of records. They end up spending themselves into a mountain of debt. So even if you’re not a singer or rapper who’s signed your first contract, take my advice: slow your roll. Don’t let money burn a hole in your pocket. Keep your eye on your long-term goals.

3. SAVE, SAVE, SAVE!
This simply can’t be stressed enough. A lot of people are resistant to the idea of saving, but I always think of it as “paying yourself first.” Even if you’re already in the habit of paying all your bills and other debts as fast as you can, it’s time to change your mindset. In most cases, paying everyone else first will most likely leave you with very little money left to set aside, and you’ll continue living month-to-month with no way out.

4. CUT THE CARDS
Years ago, when my father first started making some good money from his record sales, he started getting bombarded with pre-approved credit cards. And I don’t think it’s telling tales out of school for me to say that he took full advantage of them…until I sat him down and showed him that he was just throwing money out the window in terms of interest payments. So I’ll tell you like I told him: figure out which two – yes, only two – credits cards you truly need to live on. Cut the rest in half. Ironically, the more income you make, the more those pre-approved cards will keep showing up, but you don’t have to accept them. Steer clear of the trap.

5. LIVE UNDER YOUR MEANS
You often hear people say, “live within your means.” I disagree. For the average person, living within your means gives you very little wiggle room in case of emergencies. So you should be living as far below your means as reasonably possible. Saving a good portion of your income is critical to long-term financial health.

6. GET ORGANIZED
Balance your checkbook. Put all your monthly bills in one place and pick a specific day out of the month to sit down and pay them. Create a filing system for your bank statements tax returns, and other financial paperwork. These small steps might seem like a waste of time, but once you get into the habit of doing them, you’ll find that they actually save you money. No more overdraft fees or interest charges on late credit card payments.

7. START INVESTING
Making people think they have to be millionaires in order to get into the investment game is one of the most effective tricks Wall Street has ever pulled. But that’s jut what it is: a trick. Anyone can invest, and it doesn’t require a huge amount of disposable income. You’ll have to take some time to do your research on this one, but trust me, this is where you want to start directing your energy. A simple savings account is nice, and easy for everyone to wrap their minds around, but they yield pretty much no return at all. If you want to start building a legacy – or even just a comfortable retirement nest egg – investing is the way to go.

8. KEEP A MONEY JOURNAL
If you’ve ever gone on a diet and had to keep a food journal, where you write down everything you eat or drink each day, then you’re already familiar with this practice. A “money journal” is just like it sounds: a written list of everything you spend on a daily basis, be it cash, check, or charge. If you do this for just four weeks, I guarantee that certain spending patterns will emerge, and you’ll be able to step back and take note of just how much money you’re devoting to things like lattes, movies, and snacks throughout the day. It all adds up pretty fast.

9. DREAM BIG
It’s okay to have big dreams. We all do. That’s exactly how Empire started out: my mother and father’s dream. A lot of people think my only job at the company is running around and stopping different departments from spending too much money. And yes, that’s part of it, but the reality is, sometimes you have to take big steps if you’re going to grow. So if you’re fantasizing about owning a big house or traveling around the world someday, let that motivate you. Just stay focused on your goal every single day.

10. NEITHER A BORROWER OR A LENDER BE
William Shakespeare said it best: “Neither a borrower nor a lender be, for loan oft loses itself and friend.” Now, this doesn’t mean you should never help anyone in need (nor should you be too proud to ask for help if you really need it), but it’s a situation you should strive to avoid. It’s usually a no-win situation for everybody involved.

Allowance vs Pay-per-play

Here in the bowl we make the allowance seem like the most amazing thing in the world. For the most part, it is. But there are pros and cons to both sides. Here are my experiences with both.

Allowance:

Pros:

  • Able to plan your budget since you know how much you will get
  • Don’t have to worry about money as much
  • Guaranteed amount each month (so his schedule doesn’t matter)
  • Seeing that much money land in your hand/account all at once is a great feeling
  • Since the allowance becomes an automatic expenditure for him, he doesn’t see that money as part of the date so gifts, accommodations, restaurants, etc. tend to be nicer.
  • Gifts are more common since cash isn’t a factor each date
  • The beginning of the month is a happy time once again instead of a “My rent, bills and everything is due” time 
  • You don’t have to walk around with a bunch of cash in your purse every time you meet (am I the only one who doesn’t like having thousands in my purse?)
  • He might be paying enough for three dates a month but his schedule probably doesn’t always allow that many dates, but you still get paid the full amount.

Cons:

  • You have to budget even though you have an influx of cash
  • At the beginning of each month, you will stress a bit until the money is actually in your hands/account
  • Guaranteed amount each month (extra cash has to be asked for and isn’t a guarantee… usually only special occasions)
  • Since you don’t have to hustle as hard, you get bored and boredom leads to shopping/spending if you aren’t careful
  • He will start to feel more comfortable with you and treat you more like a real girlfriend since the transactional aspect of the arrangement is no longer a factor. He can easily become TOO comfortable this way.
  • You will stop seeing your SD as a money machine since he isn’t handing you cash all the time and this makes it harder to keep it professional and remain upbeat around him.. “Why am I with this old dude again?”
  • When your allowance does end suddenly (and it always will), it is harder to adjust your budget. That was a big chunk of your income and all of a sudden it is gone. It is like getting fired from a job you’ve come to rely on.

Pay-per-play:

Pros:

  • You can renegotiate easier each date or once a month
  • Chances are that he will throw in a little extra for incidentals or just because he had extra money in his wallet (I was given an extra $300 once because I was sick and he felt bad that I was sick)
  • Getting cash each time you meet reminds you why he is your SD
  • Getting a wad of cash handed to you keeps you motivated. It keeps your hustle strong.
  • You aren’t required to see him, ever. As long as you don’t want his money, you can just say “no”.
  • When this type of arrangement ends, it isn’t a huge blow to your budget because chances are that you weren’t relying entirely on his “maybe money” to support your lifestyle.

Cons:

  • He doesn’t have as much invested in the arrangement so he is more likely to take an extended break or drop you all together
  • He is more likely to have several SBs which isn’t horrible but it does mean a greater risk of STDs
  • You have to walk around with lots of cash in your purse each date
  • You never know how much you will make each month so budgeting is more stressful. He might be able to see you once in April, four times in May and twice in June. But you will never know until the end of the month how much you will actually have.
  • You start to do more things out of desperation since you don’t know when/if your next payday is happening
  • Gifts are less common since he feels like he is already giving you something each time you meet

This list is different for everyone I’m sure but this is what I’ve noticed while having SDs of both types at the same time. I like to keep a combination of the two so that I can benefit from both the security of an allowance and the motivation of a pay-per-play.

Take What’s Yours

Request: Can I have one where Robbie and you have an argument and you say something like just take what’s yours and leave so Robbie starts picking stuff like that’s mine and suddenly he drops everything and walks over to the reader, picks her up and says that’s mine too

Warnings: arguing

A groan left your mouth, hands tugging on your hair. You were so done with Robbie. Both you and him had been getting into arguments daily. He moved in with you only six months ago, and you guys were already having problems. It hurt you because you loved him, but not everyone can live with each other. But tonight, the fighting was getting really bad.

“Jesus Christ, Rob!” You continued. “You can’t be blowing money like that! Actor or no actor, you need to know how to save!”

“We still have money to get by!” He retorted, yelling at you.

Barely enough! We’re struggling enough as it is! Having to pay for your traveling, our food, and all the bills and taxes and rent! I can’t afford to pay for the electricity bill!”

Robbie scoffed, rolling his eyes. That angered you even more. You hated it when he rolled his eyes at you when arguing. It was annoying and disrespectful. It was also childish. 

“I’ll pay for the electricity bill then!” Robbie threw his arms up. “There. Problem solved!”

Another moan left your throat. “No, Goddammit! You don’t get it, Robert! You just spent money on a brand new car! What the fuck did you need that for? Yours was perfectly fine! Why a new one? You cannot blow money left and right!”

“Yes I can because it’s my money! I do what I want with it!”

That sent you right over the edge. That blew your top off. Robbie was being so arrogant and irresponsible with his money. You’d no clue why he was spending things like crazy. He wasn’t a huge spender, but lately he had been. It was becoming a problem.

“Get out,” you spat coldly. “Get the fuck out. Leave. Take what’s yours and leave, Robbie.” You pointed to the door.

Robbie stood there for a moment, shocked. Your face was slightly scrunched up, frowning. Your eyes were dull and full of anger. Your chest visibly moved up and down quickly as you were breathing harder.

“You mean that?” Robbie finally asked, tone still serious.

“Do I sound like I’m bluffing? Get the hell out! I’m done with you!” 

“Fine.”

Robbie moved, picking up a few things in the living room you two shared. He picked up a few of his books, setting them on the coffee table. He raced to the shared bedroom, grabbing his suitcase. You stood in your spot in the living area, watching and waiting. 

He packed the few books, collecting his sunglasses and a few clothing items. He grabbed his toothbrush, and laptop. He packed mostly all the things he think he’d need for now. The entire time you both stayed silent.

As you watched him pack a few of his things, you couldn’t help but let a few tears fall. Robbie meant a lot to you, and now you were on the brink of breaking up. It hurt you, and hated fighting with him. Though you kept your posture, stayed as still as possible. You only watched.

Robbie packed one fill suitcase. He rushed back inside the bedroom, grabbing his largest suitcase. He opened it up, resting it back on the couch. He walked right in front of you, ignoring your tears for the moment. He picked you up. 

“What’re you doing, Rob?” You asked, keeping your voice monotone.

He set you in the suitcase, only half of you actually fitting inside it. “You said take what’s yours, and I’m taking what’s mine. Well, this is mine, too.”

You stared at him for a minute, a few more tears leaking out. You got out of the suitcase, standing up. “That’s not going to wo-work, Robbie.” Your voice finally cracked.

“Please don’t cry.” His tone went light. His hands landed on your cheeks, thumbs wiping your tears.

You gently pushed his hands away. “Don’t do that… I’m supposed to be mad at you.” You sniffled, turning your head away.

“I don’t want you to be mad at me.”

You bit your bottom lip harder than normal. Just moments ago he was making it hard for you to stand him. Now he was making it hard for you to stay mad at him. His voice was gentle and tranquil, you could ever be mad at him when he spoke like that. You didn’t know why, it was just a weakness for you.

“…I’m sorry I’ve been a real prat lately.” Robbie spoke again, placing a hand on your shoulder. He turned you around so you were both looking at one another. “I don’t know… I guess I needed a reality check. Remember that I don’t have all the money in the world… When you said start packing and leaving, it scared me. I’m still scared. I don’t want to leave you.”

Tear pooled in your eyes, slowly dripping out as you kept your face plain. You tried not to sob or have your voice quiver again. You felt stupid for crying over this, but you couldn’t help that you were an emotional person.

“I don’t want you to leave either,” you spoke faintly. “But… Robbie, you’ve really been acting up lately. You bought a new car. A brand new car. What was wrong with the one you already had?”

You two were talking regularly. Robbie got even closer, wrapping his arms around you. You hugged him back, your right cheek pressing into his chest. His hands reached up into your hair.

“I know. I’ve been bad. I don’t even have a valid reason as to why I bought a new car. I can return it tomorrow. Get my money back. And I’ll cover the electricity bill. I’ll take care of it, I promise.” He breathed, caressing your head. “I’m sorry I’m such a nob.”

“You’re only a nob sometimes.”

“Am I?” Robbie chuckled. You nodded your head. “Seems fair.” He shrugged.

“Can you unpack your things? I already miss you when you’re gone for months at a time. I don’t want you to leave tonight.”

His hold on you got tighter. “Absolutely. I didn’t have a place to go either, and I don’t want to be away from you. Especially when I’m not gone for work.”

You stood on your tip-toes, taking your head away from his chest. You placed a light kiss on his lips.

“Actually,” you began, “skip the unpacking. We can do that tomorrow. Right now I just want to cuddle. Can we?” You looked up at Robbie, eyes still shiny from your previous tears.

A soft grin formed on Robbie’s lips. “Of course.”

Robbie led you to your bedroom where he climbed in bed with you. You both cuddled, not saying much afterwards. You stayed like, embracing each other until you both fell asleep.