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[andersonspecteroficial]

Como se juntar aos 5% de Traders consistentes?

O mercado financeiro seduz muita gente. No Brasil, o número de pessoas físicas presentes no mercado de renda variável ainda é pequeno quando comparado a países mais desenvolvidos. Dentre esses, uma parcela se destaca: são aqueles que descobrem o trading como profissão possível e fonte de renda.

Seduzidos pela promessa de riqueza ou liberdade, muitas pessoas se aventuram por essa área.

Mas a atividade, assim como tantas outras, exige esforço, dedicação, disciplina, estudo, paciência e capital. Não faz sentido acreditar que é possível tornar-se um trader consistente em pouco tempo.

Essa profissão possui uma série de filtros que vão selecionando os melhores a cada fase. O início é bastante parecido para todos os que decidem dedicar-se a ela. Já o fim não é exatamente o mesmo.

Isso ocorre porque, para se tornar um trader consistente, são necessários atributos e características próprios. Sem isso, a atividade não se desenvolve.

Estatisticamente, se reunirmos todas as pessoas que tentam entrar na profissão, poderíamos afirmar que apenas 5% delas permanecem no mercado ganhando dinheiro de forma consistente.

No primeiro nível, temos aqueles que entram para o mercado sem muito preparo, muitos deles iludidos com a possibilidade do lucro fácil ou ainda os que se encontram em situação de desemprego e enxergam no trading a sua tábua de salvação.

O Trader Nível 1, então, é aquele que não irá sobreviver no mercado por muito tempo. Por diversas razões, entre elas, a falta de capital, de paciência para esperar o tempo de maturação ou pela falta de dedicação aos estudos. Essas pessoas saem rapidamente do mercado, e voltam para suas atividades corriqueiras, invariavelmente com uma péssima impressão do mercado de capitais.

Aqueles que logo percebem que o mercado é coisa séria e que o trading é uma profissão como outra qualquer que exige tempo, dedicação e capital entram para o Nível 2 e lá permanecem por um bom tempo. Embora com graus de sucesso variado, os Traders Nível 2 conseguem alcançar uma consistência de ganhos e perdas que os mantêm empatados ou, no máximo, obtendo resultados próximos aos da Renda Fixa.

São pessoas que se dedicam, estudam e têm até um bom conhecimento sobre as técnicas e a dinâmica do mercado, mas não conseguem se sobressair, dar aquele salto que fará a diferença em suas vidas como profissionais do trading.

Apenas no terceiro nível, os traders terão resultados consistentes e alcançaram a plena realização profissional. Estes são chamados de Traders Nível Três ou TNT. São aqueles que passaram por todas as peneiras do mercado, souberam captar a essência da atividade e chegaram onde todos almejam no início de suas carreiras.

O que separa e distancia o Trader Nível Três dos demais traders é um conjunto de conhecimentos, técnicas e habilidades que, agindo em conjunto, formam o trader de sucesso. Não basta uma técnica apenas, não basta a disciplina isoladamente, não basta capital. O TNT reúne e domina aquele conjunto de atributos que aprendeu a desenvolver ao longo do tempo com estudo, prática e autoconhecimento.

No entanto, não pense que esse conjunto de habilidades é um dom inato reservado a poucos sortudos que nasceram especialmente talhados para a profissão. A profissão de trader é algo que se pode aprender desde que haja vontade e dedicação. Pode-se aprender a profissão de diversos modos, inclusive estudando por conta própria. No entanto, são poucos os que têm a real capacidade de enveredar pelos caminhos do autodidatismo.

Para a maioria das pessoas, entrar em um curso de trading significa a possibilidade de contar com professores experientes e que já passaram por todas as peneiras e provações do mercado, e isso ajudará a acelerar a curva de aprendizagem e, além de tudo, a preservar capital.

Diante da pergunta sobre como ser trader, a resposta correta é transcender a técnica e incorporar um DNA operacional a partir de um repertório de técnicas, estratégias, metodologia, aspectos mentais, mindset, horas de vivência prática diante de uma tela de computador e o estudo constante.

Se você quer ser um trader de sucesso, prepare-se para uma rotina constante de estudos e aprendizado por toda a sua vida. A recompensa para esse esforço virá por meio de ganhos financeiros, liberdade e uma indescritível sensação de realização profissional.

É possível alcançar consistência para qualquer um que esteja realmente disposto a aprender e se dedicar – isso exigirá muitas horas de estudo, muitos dias defronte a uma tela de computador. Também são necessárias paciência e capacidade de lidar com frustrações e outros sentimentos negativos que são comuns a todos os que dão seus primeiros passos na profissão.

Todo mundo quer ser trader – nem todo mundo consegue. Então, o que essas pessoas fazem de diferente? O que elas têm de especial que são capazes de obter uma alta renda com o trading? Embora, à primeira vista, pareça fácil, adquirir consistência no trading a ponto de fazer disso sua profissão e seu meio de vida está entre as atividades mais difíceis do mercado.

A maior parte dos traders que conseguem passar a fase inicial de seu aprendizado não perde muito, mas praticamente empatam em ganhos. Permanecem no ciclo ganha-devolve por anos a fio. Na melhor das hipóteses, alguns empatam com a Renda Fixa. São pessoas que se dedicam, estudam e têm até um bom conhecimento sobre as técnicas e a dinâmica do mercado, mas não conseguem se sobressair.

Somente uma pequena parte consegue obter resultados substanciais de seu trabalho – esses são chamados de Traders Nível Três.

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Sàn Olymp Trade có lẽ là một trong những sàn giao dịch quyền chọn nhị phân đầu tư cho hoạt động Marketing. Vậy nên, các bạn không cần ngạc nhiên khi thấy quảng cáo của sàn xuất hiện dày đặc trên các mạng xã hội. Chính vì thế mà nhiều người thắc mắc giao dịch quyền chọn nhị phân có an toàn không. Hay cụ thể hơn là Olymp Trade có uy tín không? Nếu bạn cũng đang quan tâm đến nhà môi giới ngoại hối này thì đừng bỏ qua bài viết này nhé.

[andersonspecteroficial]

Disciplina e Autocontrole

Por que nem todos conseguem ser disciplinados durante uma operação?

A mente humana possui características ainda indevassáveis para a pessoa comum não especialista em psicologia ou neurociência. Entender nossas razões e emoções é uma tarefa para toda uma existência. Mas isso não é algo que aconteça repentinamente – o processo é lento e gradual.

Logo após dominar algumas técnicas de trading e aprender alguns setups, o trader entra em um terreno sinuoso e escorregadio, que é a arena do medo e da ganância, que são as emoções humanas mais poderosas.

Manter a disciplina e o autocontrole sob essas condições é uma tarefa realmente desafiadora.

Mas não é impossível – com treino e perseverança, é possível adquirir o controle de si e comportar-se de maneira disciplinada. E é exatamente isso que separa os traders de sucesso de todos os demais – capacidade de dominar suas emoções, controlar seu medo e sua ganância e manter uma rigorosa disciplina em todos os seus hábitos de trabalho.

Essas emoções estão e sempre estiveram no mercado. A própria curva da dinâmica dos mercados perfeitamente ilustrada pela Teoria de Charles Dow mostra isso com clareza: as emoções coletivas do mercado começam com otimismo, excitação e euforia para depois transformarem-se em negação, ansiedade, preocupação, medo, desespero e pânico.

O comportamento do mercado tem um forte componente ligado a questões emocionais e isso, às vezes, é bem mais influente do que propriamente meras decisões técnicas embasadas exclusivamente na razão. Vide o que ocorre com os preços em momentos como grandes crises ou quando é divulgado um fato político relevante.

E para o trader iniciante, isso é basicamente o que acontece, ou seja, o domínio das emoções sobre a razão, fazendo com que esqueçamos a técnica e passemos a pautar nosso comportamento e decisões pela emoção e, portanto, errar nossas operações.

A sujeição ao medo e à ganância não é igual para todas as pessoas. Há gente destemida como há gente temerosa, existem pessoas mais gananciosas e menos gananciosas. No entanto, independentemente do grau em que as emoções nos afetam, a boa notícia é que, com treino, é possível ter controle sobre isso a partir do uso da disciplina.

O problema é que a maioria das pessoas quer efetuar mudanças drásticas todas de uma só vez e, na prática, não é assim que funciona. Leva-se muito tempo até se mudar ou construir um novo hábito.

Veja as pessoas que tentam fazer dieta, ou parar de fumar, ou mesmo iniciar um programa de exercícios físicos. São conhecidas as histórias de pessoas que começam e desistem no meio do caminho.

Mudar um hábito exige paciência e esforço. É um processo gradativo, que deve ser feito de maneira consciente.

Nada vem da noite para o dia.

Entenda a disciplina como um hábito que se adquire por um processo de condicionamento mental e, assim, ficará fácil compreender o que deve ser feito para alcançar esse objetivo.

A lista abaixo enumera as atividades e hábitos comuns de um trader disciplinado:

  Todos os dias, no final do pregão, reveja suas operações e compare seu desempenho e suas decisões à luz do seu sistema de trading.

  Após isso, faça uma autoanálise em relação ao seu comportamento quando tomou cada decisão. O que fez de errado? E o que deveria ter feito? Escreva em um papel e leia antes de começar o pregão seguinte.

  Procure desenvolver atividades paralelas como ginástica, música, estudos ou qualquer outra coisa que exija disciplina. Isso vai ajudar a reforçar esse hábito em sua mente.

  Desenvolva uma ideia de trading de baixo risco (por exemplo, operando exclusivamente a favor da tendência). Esqueça estratégias aventureiras – vá naquilo que é mais óbvio.

  Uma vez definido seu setup, espere até que todas as condições de entrada se apresentem. Se aparecerem 99,999% das condições que você estabeleceu, não entre na operação. Vá exclusivamente naquilo que é certo. Não operar também é fazer trade.

  Quando aparecer seu sinal de entrada, entre. Não hesite nem titubeie – seja decidido e não fique pensando muito.

  Monitore constantemente sua operação enquanto está sendo executada. Não desgrude do monitor.

  Corte suas perdas imediatamente. Tão logo você perceber que o trade não está evoluindo de acordo com seu setup, mate a operação sem dó nem piedade. Jamais recue seu stop – jamais!

  Use do recurso de trailing stop para pegar aquilo que o mercado oferecer. Não devolva dinheiro ao mercado. Se o mercado começar a voltar, pegue o que for possível. É melhor algum lucro do que lucro nenhum ou do que um prejuízo.

 Ao final do mês, reveja seu desempenho e procure descobrir se você foi capaz de corrigir os erros passados, se cometeu erros novos e planeje o que fará para não os repetir. Veja também se seu sistema de trading necessita de ajustes.

Como você já deve ter percebido, todo esse processo é lento, exige esforço e oferecerá inúmeras frustrações durante o percurso. É um processo de construção contínua e, tenha certeza, você cometerá muitos erros enquanto o desenvolve.

Somente a disciplina e o autocontrole, juntos com a motivação, poderão fazer você passar por essa longa etapa com sucesso. Sem isso, o próprio mercado cuidará de cobrar disciplina e autocontrole e, acredite, cobrará caro por isso.

O prêmio será a tão sonhada consistência e o sucesso como trader.

Se você gostou deste artigo curta e deixe sua opinião nos comentários para estimularmos nosso senso crítico e para que eu continue postando mais conteúdos como este.

[aworldofpattern]

Team Haiti's opening ceremony uniforms for the 2024 Olympics, designed by Haitian-Italian designer Stella Jean.

The trousers and skirts are printed with 'Passage', an artwork by Haitian artist Philipe Dodard.

'...Stella Jean says she created uniforms on a humble budget for Team Haiti, one of the smallest delegations in the Olympics with just seven athletes...

...The look takes its white, red, and blue hues from the Haitian flag, with the men’s uniform consisting of a light blue jacket, an adaptation of the guayabera shirt worn by men in the Caribbean, vibrant trousers channeling Naïve folk art, and a Fular scarf. The women’s look features a skirt in the same material, paired with a light blue shirt and structured jacket with a cinched waist. Philippe Dodard, an acclaimed Haitian painter, designed the fabric for the trousers and skirt. 

Wearing these uniforms at the Paris Olympics takes on an even deeper meaning for Haiti, once known as Saint-Domingue, a French colony that fought for its independence during the Haitian Revolution, the first successful resistance movement led by enslaved people against the French colonial regime from 1971 to 1804. “It’s hugely symbolic,” says Jean, who is Haitian-Italian, adding that she merged Haitian fabrics and motifs with Western silhouettes as “a tool of counter colonization.”

Jean ran into some issues as she worked to create her designs. Export embargoes in Haiti made sourcing chambray, a cotton-like material, for the women’s shirt difficult. “I used one of my dresses that my grandmother gave to me, because we were not able to source it otherwise. I hope she will forgive me because she's not here anymore,” Jean says, joking that her design unintentionally became more sustainable.

Throughout the process, she recognized the rare opportunity to present the world with a positive news story about Haiti, as the country struggles with a recent history of political violence, coups, and the deadly 2020 earthquake. Ongoing violence at the hands of armed gangs has displaced approximately 580,000 people, per U.N. figures.  

“Haiti has no materials now. We have nothing to sell to the world. Our strength right now is this intangible richness [from] our deep culture,” Jean says. “We are here, we are joyful, and we will be back on our own two feet again.”...' Time Magazine

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🔍 Níveis de preços para ficar de olho: 1847.3, 1867.4, 1903.1 🔍 Nível de suporte a observar: 1809.5

📉 Esta semana, está se prevendo uma tendência de queda no ativo GOLD, a partir de hoje e ao longo de toda a semana (de 09 a 13/10).

A razão por trás dessa pressão de baixa nos preços do ouro e da prata é a continuação da política de taxas de juros elevadas pelo Federal Reserve, devido à massiva venda de títulos do Tesouro dos Estados Unidos da América.

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Clegan Olympics AU - Village Shenanigans Collection

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Author's Note: Don't worry, I'm working on Event Finals Part 2 and plan to have it out early next week at the latest. But in the process of taking drabble requests, I accidentally combined them all into this little series of drabbles about the boys doing random shit around the Village and Bucky recording it all for TikTok (cause of course he does). I watched a lot of Athlete Village tiktoks for the sole purpose of writing this.

This all takes place before Bucky's event finals.

---

Gale Cleven doesn’t do social media. Not by choice, at least.

He posts on instagram semi-regularly because US Equestrian begs him to and Benny and Marge force him to. Even then, mostly it’s pictures of Whiskey. Many of them include him riding her, decked out in tack and clothing from some sponsor or another. Very very few posts exist, though, of just Gale. It’s not often that people get to see what he looks like or who he is outside of horseback riding.

Tiktok is a whole other beast that he refuses to approach. He has an account, sure. But there’s only a handful of videos on it, almost all of them from at least two years ago, and most of them posted at Marge’s prodding.

This is a problem for the newfound Gale Cleven – ahem, equestrian – fans of the world. After opening ceremonies, seeing Gale in all his beautiful, adorable, humble glory alongside America’s gymnastics darling, John Egan, people wanted to know who this man was. They flocked to his social media accounts, sharing what little they could across platforms and obsessing over every detail. Every hint of his lovely personality and every glimpse of his perfect body. But there’s just not enough Gale Cleven content out there. 

John has made it his personal mission to give that to the world.

For all that Gale doesn’t care for posting about his life on social media, Bucky documents his own Olympic experience like a second job. Everywhere he goes around the Olympic Village, he’s posting to his story or recording a short video, showing them his life as an Olympic athlete or giving tours of the amenities. “It’s my duty, as an athlete,” he tries to explain to Gale.

“To show them everything?” Gale asks skeptically, when he catches Bucky making a video of the food in the dining hall.

“Yes,” Bucky says.

All the gymnasts, really, are like that. Marge and Benny, too. And they’ve ganged up on Gale to the point that he has a social media presence even when he barely posts a thing.

—

One of the things Gale does bother to post on Instagram is the pictures they all take together in front of the giant Olympic rings. There’s a nice shot of Gale alone, looking like a goddamn model with his hair styled all messy, one hand in his pocket and the other rubbing absently at his chin as he poses in black jeans and a thin, navy blue USA sweatshirt. “When did the equestrians get so hot?” people will comment.

Adding fuel to the fire, there’s a sweet one of Gale, Benny, and Marge standing with their arms over each others’ shoulders in front of the rings. They all smile brightly at the camera, three young, attractive equestrians that America is falling in love with.

There’s several of Gale and Bucky together that find their way to the internet via one equestrian or gymnast or another. One of them standing side by side, Bucky’s arm around Gale’s shoulders like they’re just good bros. Then there’s the ones that aren’t very bro-like at all. Like the one where Bucky is kissing Gale on the cheek; the one where Gale is hiding his laughter by burying his face in the crook of Bucky’s neck; and the one where Bucky is holding Gale by the waist and they’re looking dreamily into each other’s eyes because they forgot there was a camera. 

Finally, there’s one of all of them together – three equestrians and all five male gymnasts. The cross-over that America never knew they needed but now can’t get enough of.

Gale simply posts the photos with a vague caption about making friends at the Games. Bucky, on the other hand, posts a whole tiktok documenting the series of events that transpired for each photo.  There’s a clip of Marge directing Gale, once again, like a model, having him put his hands in and out of his pockets, turn this way and that, run a hand through his hair. Gale pouts and tells Marge that this is ridiculous. Marge tells him that people will love it (she’s right). 

Bucky can be heard calling out to him from off screen. “Lookin’ good, Buck!” 

Cue the fangirls freaking out about Bucky calling Gale ‘Buck.’

There’s a clip of Bucky turning to Gale after their little photo session and kissing him right on the mouth, making Gale blush. 

Then there’s several clips of the gymnasts climbing all over the rings in every way possible, standing on them, hanging from them, trying to do different gymnastics holds on them. In one iconic photo that will be shown during their Today Show interviews and circulated across various Team USA accounts, Bucky manages a near perfect Maltese inside the green ring on the right while Curt holds himself up in a straddle on top of the black one in the middle. Croz and Alex hang from the red and blue ones on the ends while Brady does an awkward L sit, having to duck his head, inside the yellow one on the left. In the background of the video, Gale can be heard saying “Please don’t fall!” And Bucky, still in a maltese, yells back, “It’s fine, doll.”

Cue the fangirls freaking out about Bucky calling Gale ‘doll.’

—

Gale watches Bucky with an eyebrow raised as he pans the camera over to him. They’re sitting at one of the tables in the Village dining hall, and Bucky has recorded most of their experience here this morning.

“You got a muffin, Buck?” he exclaims. For a second he’s so excited about it that the camera tilts and Gale goes half out of frame. 

“I did,” Gale says slowly. Bucky pouts behind the camera and Gale stifles a laugh. “I can get you one if you want?”

Bucky shakes his head. “I’m tryin’ to be good.” 

“Have you had one yet?”

“No,” Bucky whines. “I’m waiting until after all my events.” He stares longingly at the muffin over his phone, practically drooling as he zooms in with the camera. The only gymnast on his team who’s had one already is Croz, and he hasn’t shut up about it.

Gale smirks as he slowly, teasingly, unwraps the chocolate muffin. “A shame. They’re really good.”

He bites into it and closes his eyes, making a whole little show of how good it is. When he swallows, there’s a bit of chocolate stuck to his lip, and Bucky leans over to wipe it away with his thumb.

“You gonna post that?” Gale asks.

“You bet, babe. The people deserve to see it.”

Cue fangirls freaking out over Bucky calling Gale ‘babe,’ and Gale moaning over a chocolate muffin.

Gale rolls his eyes, but takes another bite, making eye contact with Bucky as he does so. “Really fuckin’ good,” he insists. Like teasing Bucky is some sort of payback for putting him on TikTok.

Bucky groans. “That’s it.” He leans across the table and grabs the muffin from Gale’s hand. He flips the camera as he bites into it, and practically moans as he gets his first taste of this cake from the fuckin’ gods. “Oh my god.”

Gale can be heard laughing in the background. “You’ve got chocolate on your mouth.”

The video stops right after Bucky says, “Well you better come help me get it off, then.”

—

“Oh look, it’s Mr. Silver Medalist, Buck Cleven.”

Bucky stands over Gale, who is laying on his back on the floor of the bedroom he shares with Benny. Gale looks up, unamused, when he sees Bucky recording. “Everyone’s calling me that ‘cause of you.”

Bucky shrugs innocently. “Don’t know what you’re talkin’ about.”

Gale shifts a little to get more heat on his upper back and grimaces. “You gave me your name,” he grunts.

Bucky waves a hand dismissively. “What are you doing, Mr. Silver Medalist Buck Cleven?”

Gale sighs and looks away from Bucky, back up at the ceiling above him. “Laying on a heating pad.”

“Why?”

Gale works his jaw and looks back at Bucky like a petulant child. “Cause my back is messed up and I can’t move.”

Bucky nods thoughtfully behind the camera. “And why is that?”

“Cause I screwed it up during cross country and then did two rounds of show jumping.”

“And?”

“And then I did a weight workout the next morning anyways.”

Bucky makes a go on motion with his free hand. “And?”

“Went for a run around the village.”

“And?”

Gale’s look turns into a glare, but it doesn’t have any malice behind it. “And you told me not to do any of that.”

“You’re damn right I did,” Bucky says. He flips the camera around so he and Gale are both in the frame. “See, people? Even someone as perfect as Gale Cleven can be an idiot.”

He sets the phone down and props it against the wall so it will continue recording without him holding it. Then he sinks to his knees and crawls over top of Gale, laying on him with his head on his chest. A moment that will be screenshotted and shared a million times over

Gale turns his head and gives a long suffering look to the camera. That moment, on the other hand, of Gale staring, unamused, straight at the camera like he’s on the Office while Bucky clings to him, will become one of the most popular memes from the Games. “This isn’t helping,” he says.

“Shh. It’s fine.”

—

Gale is standing outside the dining hall where Bucky told him to meet them, but they’re a good ten minutes late. Gale would be debating whether or not he should text, but he’s been kept busy. In that time, just standing outside, he has traded pins with four different athletes. He now has Serbia, Great Britain, Ireland, and Austria, which he’s been looking for all week since it’s Whiskey’s birth place. 

He also has the phone number of an Irish diver with a sweet smile who Gale kind of thinks he might’ve flirted back with if he wasn’t already standing around waiting for the most beautiful guy in the world.

He’s waving goodbye to the cute redhead when he sees them approaching: three idiots on bicycles. Bucky is steering with one hand and awkwardly dragging along a spare bike with the other. He’s singing Blue Skies by Frank Sinatra, very off key, and he breaks into a wild grin when he sees Gale looking at him.

“Was starting to think you wouldn’t show up,” Gale says as they approach. “I almost went off with that Irish guy.”

Bucky’s jaw drops and he gasps as he slows to a stop. “You wouldn’t!”

“I’m still here aren’t I?”

Bucky frowns, wondering how serious Gale is being. But he shakes it off when he sees the way Gale is smirking at him. “I got you a bike!” he exclaims. He smoothly hops off his own bike, but the spare one falls over in the process with a loud clatter that gets some looks from the athletes wandering in and out of the dining hall. He rushes around to right it again as Curt, Croz, and Benny come to a stop beside him. “Did you know the Village has bikes?”

Gale nods, eyebrow raised. “I did.”

“Well come on then, we’re exploring.” Bucky shoves the extra bike forward and waits for Gale to take it. Gale shakes his head and chuckles, but he grabs the handlebars and swings his leg over with ease.

They spend a good couple hours biking through what feels like the entire village, past the athlete house of probably every single country. Bucky and Curt call out random things to people they pass just to see who will respond. They yell “USA! USA! USA!” as they pass the USA house, starting up a chant on the sidewalk as athletes walk in and out. They stop here and there to say hi to someone, trade pins, grab snacks, or whatever else one of them deems important enough to pull over for. Even if, on one occasion, Bucky insists that they need to stop to watch two birds fight over a lonely, forgotten potato chip.

Bucky and Curt record periodically, showing their surroundings. Bucky at one point zooms in very close on Gale’s ass, but he’ll never even know because he won’t ever watch the video. From the back, Curt records as Bucky swerves in close to Gale and reaches out to tap him on the hand. Gale glances over at him and Bucky pouts until he lets go of the handlebar to twine their fingers together. They continue on like that down the road, biking hand in hand. 

“You two are gross!” Benny calls out.

“You told me I needed to be social!” Gale yells back, looking over his shoulder with his hair blowing in the breeze and a legitimate smile on his face that will make viewers swoon.

Benny throws a hand up in the air and motions to John. “I didn’t mean for you to get yourself fucked by the hottest guy in the village!”

Curt laughs so hard he falls off his bike, the video showing a rapid and discombobulating tumble to the ground as the phone falls out of his hand and skids across the pavement.

It’ll be one of his most watched TikToks of the week.

—

Giving my boyfriend baguettes until he asks wtf I’m doing

That’s it. That’s the video. 

Gale is sitting on one of the chairs in the living area of Bucky and Curt’s suite, reading some book about the history of space travel because he’s a nerd and Bucky loves him for it. Curt is sitting across the room, trying (probably failing) to be inconspicuous about recording as Bucky hands Gale a whole baguette. 

Gale looks at Bucky with an eyebrow raised, but he hesitantly takes the baguette. Bucky smiles and nods like a puppy bringing their person a stick, and Gale gently sets the baguette on the small coffee table in front of him, eyes still on Bucky with an expression that says are you good? He goes back to his book. 

A few seconds later, Bucky hands him another baguette. 

“John?” Gale gives him a look somewhere between amused and annoyed. 

“Shh,” Bucky says, nudging Gale’s hand with the end of the loaf.

Gale sighs, takes the baguette, rips a small piece off to pop in his mouth, and sets it on the table with the other one. 

By the third baguette, Gale looks up at Bucky, sets down his book, and crosses his arms. “What are you doing?”

“Baguette,” Bucky insists, shoving the bread forward at Gale. 

“You’re not a penguin, hon,” Gale tells him. 

Cue fangirls obsessing over Gale calling John “hon.”

A pause. Bucky stands there, baguette in hand, and squints in confusion. “What?”

Gale motions to the baguettes accumulating on the coffee table. “Quit giving me baguettes like a penguin giving their mate pebbles.”

Bucky blinks, trying to recall when in his life he should have learned about such a thing, but comes up empty. He shakes his head. “Penguins do that?”

Gale nods, and Curt breaks out laughing behind the camera because that’s kind of exactly what Bucky is doing. 

“Why do you have so many baguettes?” Gale asks. 

Bucky points to Curt, and Gale narrows his eyes when he sees Curt recording. He runs a hand through his hair and sighs in acceptance. “Ok… Why do you have so many baguettes?”

Curt shrugs. “Keep buyin’ ‘em from the cafe.”

“You’re supposed to eat them, you know,” Gale deadpans. He’s bought a couple things from the little shop Curt is talking about, which serves fresh-baked bread every day. Because… Paris.

“Why would I eat that many baguettes?” Behind the camera, Curt gives a what the fuck kind of look.

Gale stares at Curt for a long few seconds. Then he asks “Why would you buy that many baguettes?”

“Why not?”

Bucky rips a big bite off the end of the baguette he’s still holding as he watches this interaction.

Gale rubs a hand over his face in exasperation. “So you just buy a baguette from the cafe every day and never eat it?”

Curt nods and motions to the three baguettes that have been offered to Gale. “You can have one if you want. I have more.”

Gale looks up at Bucky and rolls his eyes at the way he’s trying not to laugh, his mouth full of bread. Bucky swallows, leans down, and kisses him on the cheek.

—

So far Bucky has given his followers, and all who care to watch, tours of the dining hall and cafes, his suite, Gale’s suite, the Team USA House, the gym, and much of the Village grounds. Up on the list today, among other amenities, is the mindfulness zone.

“Are you feeling mindful, boys?” He turns the camera to look at Gale and Curt, who are walking beside him. 

“Oh I’m always mindful,” Curt says, nodding thoughtfully.

Gale glances at Curt and scoffs. “You’re the least mindful person I know.” Even when they were in college, Curt was… Curt.

Curt points a finger at Gale. “I’m gonna practice some mindfulness right now and not say somethin’ snarky back.”

The wall outside the mindfulness zone reads “Strength comes from within. Enter here to train your mind.” Bucky pans over it dramatically before shifting the camera to Gale. “Are you feeling the strength from within?”

“No.”

Inside, the mindfulness zone is lit entirely in blue light with large chairs scattered about that look like they’re meant to be comfortable but probably aren’t. Fluffy, tufted things that more than likely are stuffed so full that they’re stiff as a board. Quiet, soothing music is playing, and there’s a few people scattered about. One guy in the corner is just laying on the floor with the hood of his sweatshirt pulled down over his face, dead to the world.

“Look at those wild-ass plants!” Curt exclaims, pointing towards one corner of the room. Big, spiky-looking potted plants sit in between some of the chairs. A village staff member tells Curt to please keep his voice down, but he’s already walking away towards the plants to touch them and all she can do is watch, at a loss. “I wanna know if they’re actually pointy,” he says, quieter this time.

Gale sits down in one of the chairs, which has a seat that’s entirely too deep and a back that’s entirely too short. But he curls up on it like a cat, bringing his feet up and pulling his knees close to his chest. “That can’t be good for your back,” Bucky points out.

Gale flips him off – and the phone he’s recording with. Bucky tells him that that is definitely going in the final video. Gale shoos Bucky away, closing his eyes.

Bucky wanders around for another minute, checking out some of the decor around the room – weird drapes and beads hanging from the ceiling, abstract statues of nothing, more plants. But, inevitably, he stops back in front of Gale again. 

Gale opens his eyes. “Can I help you?”

“I’m bored,” Bucky complains, shoving his phone back in his pocket.

The corner of Gale’s lip quirks up. “We just got here.”

“It’s too quiet,” Bucky insists.

Gale squints at him. “It’s a mindfulness zone, darling.”

Cue fangirls freaking out over Gale calling Bucky ‘darling.’

“Let’s go to the game room or something instead.” Bucky perks up like a literal lightbulb went off in his head “Oh! Or the USA House.”

“We’re going to the USA House later,” Gale reminds him. Just like they went the day before and will likely go the day after. It’s Bucky’s favorite place to meet people, drink, and be generally obnoxiously American.

“Game room then.”

Gale sighs. “I’ve changed my mind. You’re the least mindful person I know.” He motions to Curt, who is still standing next to a plant, mindlessly stroking one of the weird leaves. “At least he’s having a moment with that thing.”

Bucky is bouncing from foot to foot now, buzzing with too much energy for this place. “It’s boring here,” he complains again. 

Gale tilts his head, narrowing his eyes at him. “You take your ADHD meds today?”

Bucky shakes his head and shrugs. “Ran out.”

“John, what the hell?”

Bucky ignores him and instead reaches down to grab Gale’s hand, tugging on it. “Come on, Buck.”

The same staff member from earlier gives them a look and opens her mouth to say something – presumably that they need to be quiet – but Gale puts a hand up. “Don’t worry,” he tells her. “We’ll go.”

Bucky smiles and kisses Gale’s knuckles before pulling him up out of the chair.

—

“What are you doing?” Gale slumps his shoulders with a heavy sigh, watching Bucky with an eyebrow raised as the gymnast shoves his phone into Curt’s waiting hands. Croz and Benny are off to the side, pretending to be Olympic boxers while they wait for whatever is about to happen. 

It’s been a week and a half of Bucky forcing Gale to have an online presence, and he’s resigned himself to being a prop in the social media series of Bucky’s life. He won’t admit that he’s kind of flattered by the attention people seem to be giving him, but he’d be just as fine being a nobody around here. 

“You just stay there and look pretty, angel,” Bucky says dismissively.

Cue fangirls freaking out over Bucky calling Gale ‘angel.’

“Right here?”

Bucky looks over his shoulder. Gale is standing awkwardly in the middle of the broad sidewalk, which is lined with the flags of all the countries represented in the Games, at the front of the village. “Yeah. Put your hand in your pocket or something. Act like you don’t hate life.”

Gale rolls his eyes but straightens up, replacing the scowl on his face with something more relaxed. He shoves one hand into the pocket of his blue jeans. As is protocol, all of them are decked out in red, white, and blue USA wear. Gale is wearing a form-fitting white t-shirt with “USA” printed in red and blue across the chest, showing off shoulders that are broader than anyone would think at first look when they see his slender frame on horseback. Bucky’s barely been able to keep his hands off him all day.

“Better,” Bucky calls out. “Stay like that!”

Gale looks around as other athletes pass, a few sending questioning or flirty looks his way. One comes up to him, congratulates him on his team and individual medals, and asks to trade a pin. Gale smiles and nods, handing over a USA pin in exchange for New Zealand. Bucky gets a little lost in the way Gale blushes a bit and excitedly adds the pin to his lanyard after the other athlete walks away. Gale won’t know until later that that was caught on video, too.

“Go,” Curt says, snapping Bucky out of it.

He jogs away from Curt and the camera, right towards Gale, who looks up in confusion and alarm. He reaches out towards Bucky, but Bucky grabs Gale around the waist and sweeps him off his feet, spinning him around in a circle. Gale can’t help but laugh as he’s swung through the air, eyes locked right on Bucky. When his feet hit the ground again, the gymnast is tugging at his hand, and he follows, stumbling a bit to catch up. They run together, laughing, back towards Curt, and Bucky blows a kiss at the camera before the video cuts off. 

The title is Meeting the love of your life at the Paris Olympics

—

“Buck!” 

Gale looks up from his phone to see Bucky walking up to him, phone in hand and already recording. Last Gale checked, Bucky was going to get a second coffee, but that plan seems to have gone by the wayside somewhere between leaving two minutes ago to stare at the menu and coming back now. 

“The world wants to know what pins you have and what you still need so they can get them to you.”

Gale laughs with a sweet little smile and sips his coffee. They’re sitting at one of the cafes in the village early in the morning, and Gale’s hair is still a bit messy from sleep (Bucky totally started recording now for that very reason – everyone loves it, including him). Gale pulls his lanyard up over his head and lays it down on the table.

“Holy shit, Buck,” Bucky laughs. Bucky, the charismatic and hot-as-hell men’s gymnastics all-around gold medalist, is a popular figure in the village. He talks to just about every single person he comes across and makes friends everywhere he goes, but not even he has as many pins as Gale. “You need another lanyard! How’d you even get this many?”

“Dunno,” Gale shrugs. “People just come up to me.” Bucky is going to point out the fact that it’s because everyone thinks he’s hot and wants to talk to him. But before he can, Gale is proudly showing his favorite pins, including the Dominican Republic, Fiji, Mexico, Costa Rica, Australia, China, and of course, the Beacon the Good Boy pin.

“Oh that one’s nice,” Bucky says, pointing to the pin from Puerto Rico. As he scans over the others, he stops with a finger on one of the most infamous pins of the games. “How the fuck did you get Snoop Dogg’s?”

Gale glances up at him, like it’s obvious. “Bumped into him at dressage finals.”

“Of course you did.”

“He came by the stables after and I introduced him to Whiskey.” Bucky’s speechless. But Gale glosses over that fact like it’s completely not a big deal at all and continues talking about the pins.

“I’m still lookin’ for Sri Lanka, les Seychelles, Hong Kong, Tanzania…”

Bucky shifts the camera to himself. “He really wants the Tanzania one, guys,” he says. “He won’t stop talkin’ about it.”

“It has a giraffe,” Gale mutters, still looking through his pins to identify which he’s missing that he still wants. “Oh, Tonga.”

Bucky laughs. “Hear that, guys? Buck and Tonga Man, the crossover this world needs. Let’s make it happen!”

Somehow, Gale finds himself running into an athlete from each of those countries within the next 24 hours alone, and he proudly adds the pins to his collection. The world even gets a picture of him and Tonga Man together, looking very seriously at the camera as they hold up their pin-filled lanyards.

Afterwards, Bucky grabs the lanyard around Gale’s neck and pulls him close. “Now stop flirting with other hot men and kiss me instead.”

“I’m not flirting,” Gale protests. But Bucky’s lips are on his before he can say anything else.

[charliewrites99]

I need more fandom and tumblr girlies (gn) on NBA twitter, because if I wrote "old man yaoi" under a picture of Lebron and Curry (I am thinking about the one from the Olympics against Serbia specifically) it will not be appreciated by the dude bro chad community.

[kage-gfx]

1992 Skybox USA Basketball Part 3 🥇

[andersonspecteroficial]

O que é autoconsciência no Trading?

Para quem é trader, autoconsciência se trata de: identificar os principais gatilhos desencadeadores de emoções, reconhecer que emoções são essas, identificar quais sentimentos são desenvolvidos a partir dessas emoções e, por fim, identificar os pensamentos que mais se repetem. 

Tudo isso gira em torno de conhecer qual é o seu “eu” trader, de identificar como você pensa e age quando está operando para, com o tempo, ser capaz de direcionar esses pensamentos e atitudes em busca de melhores resultados. 

Esses pontos são o pontapé inicial na sua conquista pelo controle emocional. Por isso, coloque tudo no papel:

Quais os principais gatilhos que me acometem quando estou operando?

Que emoções se desencadeiam a partir deles?

E como eu me sinto com essas emoções?

Que tipos de pensamentos costumam aparecer na minha mente quando eu opero?

A partir disso, você terá muito mais facilidade para manter a razão e a emoção em equilíbrio nas suas operações. 

Se você gostou deste artigo curta e deixe sua opinião nos comentários para estimularmos nosso senso crítico e para que eu continue postando mais conteúdos como este.