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XPool 22, 38, 40 I SWEAR THESE ARE THE LAST ONES OKAY
I DON’T BELIEVE YOU ALLI, IT NEVER ENDS!!
“I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.” Wade purred into Alex’s ear. Alex tried to punch him in the face, but Wade sidestepped. “You likkkkeee me.” Wade sang. Alex tried to kick him. “Don’t you have anywhere else to be?” Wade blew him a kiss. “Your bedroom?” Alex remembered he had guns and shot at him. Wade fell to the floor and Alex hummed. “I’ll meet you at the hotel down the road in five?”
“You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”Wade blinked up at him. “Such a drama queen.” Alex rolled his eyes. “Heal up then get the hell outta Dodge.” Wade gave him a hurt look. “But this is an opportunity for us to catch up! How you been, knock off?”Alex pushed a finger into a wound, making him squeal. “I’m not a knock off. I’m an improvement. An upgrade. Better than you.” Wade snorted. “Keep telling yourself that replacement.”
“Have I entered an alternate universe or did you really just crack a smile for me?” Wade purred. “At you,” Alex corrected. “You look like an idiot.” Wade made an affronted noise. “Then why did you have sex with me?” Alex gave a careless shrug and ran a hand over his scalp. “Boredom.”Wade snorted. “Must we play this game?”Alex smiled again and leant in, biting him gently on the nose. “It’s half the fun.” He slipped off the bed. “I knew you liked me,” Wade called after him. Guys, I’m now only going to be accepting drabble prompts if they’re ships I either haven’t done before (eg. Science Boyfriends, FrostIron, pretty much any lesbian or hetero ones ect ect) or ones I’ve only done a once or twice or so (eg. Logurt, Wade/Clint, Logan/Steve, ect ect) so yeah send me a pairing and a number and I’ll write you a drabble
I would loooove 39 with Team red? Would you do that? And 5 / 6 Alexpool
Ahh anon I love you, Marvel Red Team yesssss, I haven’t published any MRT yet, good choice, 100% yes. Also I’ve had no prompts from MRT. So you’re my first and I love you for it. (Personally, I prefer the ship name Xpool. There have been discussions) Omg I’m so excited to write MRT omg“Hey! I was gonna eat that!” Peter complained as he entered the apartment to find Wade and Matt splitting a cupcake. “Snooze, you lose, baby boy,” Wade said, taking an obnoxious bite of food. Matt, who was lounging on Wade’s lap, tilted his head toward Peter. “I didn’t see your name on it.” “Hilarious,” Peter said dryly as he threw himself down on an armchair. He stole the leftovers of Wade’s cake, Wade pouting at him as he did so. “Rude,” Wade protested. “Matt, do something!” Matt bit into his half of the cake. “Possession is nine-tenths of the law.” Wade made a swipe for Matt’s cake, but Matt deftly dodged his attack, switching his hands and taking another bite. Wade grumbled something indecipherable. Matt reached out to tap Peter’s foot with his foot. “Bad day?” Peter groaned. “Bad life.” “I have a cure for that,” Wade began excitedly. “No strip tease,” Peter and Matt said in unison. Wade folded his arms. “You guys never let me have any fun.”
“Wait a minute. Are you jealous?” Wade said in a leering voice. Alex glared at him. “Jealous he doesn’t have to put up with you twenty-four/seven.”Wade wrapped his arms around Alex’s waist. “Oh baby, you know I love you.”Alex punched him in the face, the bones breaking under his fist with a nice cracking sound. “You were thinking of the bar guy when you punched me right sweetheart?” Alex growled and strode off, Wade on his heels. “Love you,” Wade sang. “And you’re so jealous of my love you punched me.” “I punched you because I hate you.” “Wanna have sex?”Alex’s steps faltered. “No.” Wade caught his hand and pulled him into his chest. “Really?” “You’re getting blood on me.” “I’ll get some other bodily fluids on you too,” he said it like it was an incredibly appealing offer. It was.
“Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?” Wade asked. This was definitely something new. Alex waved a hand in his direction. “My building burnt down. I’m crashing here.” “Oh.” Wade watched the motionless form. “And the clothes?” “Burnt off too.” “You walked here naked?” That thought shouldn’t be so hot. “What will the neighbors say?” “They live next to you, what do you think?”Wade hummed, kicked off his shoes and tossed aside his belt, slipped into his bed, arms wrapping protectively around Alex. He kissed the crook of his neck. “Stay as long as you need.” “I intend to,” Alex said haughtily.Wade made a happy noise as he fell asleep. Guys, I’m now only going to be accepting drabble prompts if they’re ships I either haven’t done before (eg. Scogan, Science Boyfriends, FrostIron, pretty much any lesbian or hetero ones ect ect) or ones I’ve only done a once or twice or so (eg. Logurt, Wade/Clint, Logan/Steve, ect ect) so yeah send me a pairing and a number and I’ll write you a drabble
another drabble ask game jfc you're so gonna regret this. Spideypool for 20 43 46 and Alex + wade (dead x? agent pool?) for 36 please
You know, I thought so too, but being sick has actually given me a sort of relaxed air about the whole thing, idk. Like I can just say ‘I haven’t got around to them yet cos I’m really sick’ and it’s true so I don’t have to stress.Also... XPool. That’s what I’m gonna refer to it as and I’m sticking to it. And I’ve already done 20 and 43 Spideypool, here and here.
“Hey, have you seen the..? Oh.”Wade was curled up on their bed, breathing in and out almost desperately. Peter was by his side in an instant, rubbing circles in his back. “Breathe Wade.” Wade shut his eyes tight and opened them again. “I’m fine,” he insisted, reluctantly sitting up and feigning nonchalance. Peter gave him a soft smile and took his hands. “It’s okay.” Wade nodded. “Because I’m fine.” “Wade.” Wade hesitated for a second then slumped forward against Peter. “It hurts,” he said hoarsely. “I know,” Peter replied gently, squeezing him to his chest.
“I wish I could hate you.”Alex turned his head to look at the naked man a few meters on the ground away from him. “I do hate you,” he informed Wade. Wade gave him a knowing look. “No you don’t. And I’m the original, so I know these things. You loooove me.” He shook his head. “But you stole an important part of me. If I hated you, I could kill you and get it back somehow.” Alex opened his mouth and shut it. “Dare you to try,” he retorted, reaching for his weapons. Wade shook his head, stretching. “Wait till my spleen grows back.” Right, they’d already been fighting. That’s what started all... this...again. Who knew fighting could be such a turn on? Who knew fighting Deadpool could be such a turn on? “You done being mopey?” Alex asked a few seconds later.Wade narrowed his eyes. “I’m being profound.” “You’re being cheezy.” Wade reached out and grabbed a gun. “Wanna say that into my microphone?” Alex reached out and grabbed one of Wade’s katanas. “Oh, you’re on.” That microphone joke shamelessly ripped off of the ‘FamilyLand’ episode of American Dad, idk if you guys’d get it it you hadn’t seen it, or if it’s a common joke or whatever, shh, as writer I’m allowed to make as many references as I want and you guys just have to deal with it. (Please don’t leave me though , ilu guys) Send me a pairing and a number and I’ll write you a drabble