#golf clubs storage

[storagesolutionus]

Master Golf Club Organization with These Easy Steps

Storing your golf equipment properly doesn’t have to be complicated. With a few smart strategies, you can protect your gear, save space, and ensure you’re always ready to hit the course. Here’s how to organize your golf clubs like a professional:

Step 1: Pick the Perfect Location

Choose a dry, cool area that’s shielded from direct sunlight. This prevents wear and tear caused by extreme temperatures. Great options include basements, garages, or spare closets.

Insider Tip: A corner of your garage can double as a golf nook with the right storage tools.

Step 2: Get a Storage Rack or Cabinet

The right storage system makes all the difference. Racks keep things simple and accessible, while cabinets offer extra protection.

Popular Choices:

Wall-mounted racks for limited space

Free-standing racks for versatile storage

Lockable cabinets for added security

Step 3: Categorize Your Clubs

Sort your clubs by type to make your setup efficient. Group drivers, irons, wedges, and putters together for easy access.

Organization Hack: Use a rack with separate slots or label each section to keep categories distinct.

Step 4: Organize Your Accessories

Accessories like golf balls, tees, and gloves need dedicated spots to avoid clutter. Bins, hooks, and drawers are your best friends here.

Smart Storage Ideas:

Small bins for tees and markers

Hooks for gloves and towels

Shelves for storing golf balls neatly

Step 5: Keep Up with Maintenance

A clean and organized storage system lasts longer. Regularly inspect your clubs for damage, wipe them down after each use, and keep the area tidy.

Care Tips:

Don’t overload storage racks.

Rotate golf balls to maintain their condition.

Keep dust and debris out of your storage area.

Conclusion: Organizing your golf club storage doesn’t just protect your investment—it also saves time and reduces stress. By following these steps, you’ll create a storage solution that’s both functional and stylish. Explore premium storage options today and give your golf equipment the care it deserves!

[storageformyhome]

Golf Storage Solutions for an Organized Gear Setup 🏌️‍♂️ | Maximize Your Space and Efficiency!

Looking for the best way to store your golf gear? 🎒⛳ Keep your clubs, balls, and accessories organized with these smart golf storage solutions that will not only protect your gear but also save space in your home! Whether you have a dedicated garage corner or a small closet, we’ve got you covered. Check out our guide below for a perfectly organized golf gear setup.

Top Golf Storage Ideas:

Golf Bag Stands 🏌️: Easily store and access your bags with sturdy stands. These keep your bags upright and ready for your next round!

Shelving and Hooks 🔧: Install shelves for your shoes, towels, and other golf essentials. Add hooks for gloves, hats, and visors.

Golf Club Organizers 🏌️‍♀️: These specially designed racks ensure your clubs are safely stored without taking up too much space.

Ball Storage Solutions ⚾: Use dedicated containers or racks to keep your golf balls in one place, making them easy to grab when you need them.

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[hometoursandotherstuff]

1967 home in Lake Forest, IL is sort of like a mid century modern castle. 4bds, 3ba, 2,406 sq ft, $975k. I love this house so much.

Interesting front door. Stairs from the lower level come up into the kitchen, b/c this would a pain to climb with groceries, etc.

Big rounded fireplace is a focal point in the living room.

There's also one of those huge built-in sectionals. Not only are the built-ins included, but so is the furniture.

And, at the end, a built-in credenza.

Open concept living/dining room includes a built-in sideboard and sliders to the patio.

This is so nice.

Accordion door opens to the kitchen from the dining area.

This is unusual. I've never seen a kitchen come to a point. Love the mosaic backsplash in typically MCM colors.

Isn't the height of luxury? Not only does it have a built-in blender, but it also has a foldup record player in the wall. I love this.

Then check out the round hallway to the bedrooms and baths.

This house is so cool. The stone wall in the primary bedroom curves and that's the ensuite, plus, the wood wall has storage, and a walk-in closet. There's a built-in make-up vanity, as well.

Storage galore.

Elliptical bath with a sunken tub and mosaic tile. Very cool.

This home has so many wonderful features and so much built-in storage. Bedroom #2 also has a walk-in closet. You never see that in an MCM home.

The room goes all the way around this large built-in closet. I love this house. It goes clear around, and there's a desk back here, for each bedroom.

It wraps around to bedroom #3, which is the exact same layout.

The 2nd bath is a large 3pc.

Then further down the hall, you reach this cute little TV room.

A door in the kitchen opens to the tower stairs going down to the basement.

Brightly lit laundry room with a folding table and sink.

Huge rec room with a beautiful big bar. You could make this look like a retro lounge with neon and stuff. There's also a bathroom down here, but Tumblr only allows 30 photos.

Lots of land- the home is on a .56 acre lot.

You can see the golf course- the home is near a country club.

https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/1120-Grandview-Ln-Lake-Forest-IL-60045/4899894_zpid/?

[chukys-mouthguard]

taste

you’ll just have to taste me, when he’s kissin’ you

featuring -> auston matthews x female reader

warnings -> sexual themes, cheating, semi-public sexual acts, 18+ content

word count -> 1.3k

-> short n’ sweet series masterlist

The taste of your watermelon lip gloss mixed with the jack and coke’s Auston had crushed on the golf course would never get old. As his hands traveled from your chest to your hips, to your thighs, lifting you up as you wrapped your legs around his waist. The storage closet of the country club has become a familiar place for the two of you to escape during your lunch breaks.

The way he smirked against your skin as he heard you moan in approval at the things his fingers did to you, dipping underneath your skirt to take note of how wet you always were for him. He had to control himself, wishing so badly he could have his way with you, but marking was a no-no as you’d have to go back to your shift in just thirty minutes. Which was never enough time for Auston, but he made it work. Always giving you the best thirty minutes of your day.

The way he knew exactly what to do to bring you to your peak as quickly as possible, it drove you wild. His muscles flexing on either side of your face as he bent you over, his hand pressed tightly over your mouth to muffle the moans he’d elicit from you over and over and-

“Excuse me! Can you get me a rosé or no?”

Snapping from your thoughts, your eyes met her, Auston’s girlfriend. And the main reason your escapades were exclusive to the storage closet only.

Rolling your eyes you grabbed a glass, pouring her rosé before adding her staple three ice cubes. No more, no less.

“Thanks, and here’s a tip…don’t day dream at the bar.”

She forced a laugh as she headed back to their table. Auston’s eyes fixated on you as he smirked, knowing you were thinking back to earlier because he was doing the same. Seeing you roam the country club in your uniform always had him thinking unholy things. The way you hiked your skirt a little higher just for him, it drove him wild.

She took her seat next to him, her hands immediately all over him as she wanted everyone to be sure they knew he was hers. Or at least, so she thought.

-

“Grab a table baby? I gotta stop by the front desk, need to reserve the golf cart for later.”

“Okay, I’ll get you a jack and coke.”

You walked past her as she went to their usual table, thanking the country club gods that you weren’t working at the restaurant today. Instead being more of a floater helping where needed as you’d picked up a last minute shift.

“Psst.”

Rolling your eyes you knew it was Auston. Catching him eyeing you in your uniform as he wrapped up reserving his golf cart.

“Yes Mr. Matthews, what can I do for you?”

He bit his lip at hearing you call him that, though he hated the formalities, he loved the way it rolled off your tongue. He glanced around to make sure no one was watching, quickly taking your hand and pulling you off to a nearby restroom.

“Are you crazy?”

He smirked down at you as he undid his belt buckle, dropping his shorts to the floor.

“Crazy about you. Now turn around, we don’t have long.”

You two emerged from the bathroom, heading your separate ways as you wondered how he’d explain reserving the golf cart to have taken twenty minutes. Though you knew she’d believe anything he said, she was a ditz. Clearly since she’d not once caught on to the things Auston was doing right under her nose.

Their relationship was one you’d never understand. Auston hated her, she was with him solely for the money, a true match made in heaven. But you also didn’t expect him to run away with a country club cart girl, simply enjoying the thrill of the various locations the two of you could get away with hooking up in.

-

“Miss?”

You let out a sigh, this was the fifth time she’d called you to their table in the last thirty minutes. The rosé was surely going to run out with how quickly she’d been throwing them back today.

“Another rosé?”

“Please.”

You headed to the bar, grabbing the bottle before you returned to fill her glass. Her eyes flashed up to meet yours as you felt your heart racing, assuming you’d done something to piss her off because it just seemed to be one of those days where nothing pleased her.

“Is that too much? Do you need more ice?”

She shook her head, pursing her lips as she looked at Auston.

“No, it’s your perfume. It just smells awfully familiar.”

Auston’s reaction didn’t change, he knew what she was doing and didn’t bother to entertain it. Simply playing it off as you’d been freshening up while driving the cart earlier and he’d passed through the spritz of perfume.

Somehow she’d bought it, lucky you.

-

“Baby, tennis lessons, you promised??”

She begged as she pulled at his hands, her whine had to be the most annoying thing you’d ever heard. You were grabbing the keys to your cart for the morning, having just wrapped up a quick make out session with Auston before clocking in for the start of your shift. Your lips still tingling from the kisses as you heard him say something about Mitch booking them a round of golf, knowing it would mean a good tip day for you.

“Fine, but you better make it up to me later?”

Her attempt at being flirty made you gag, Auston just agreeing as she kissed him, hearing a slight comment about the taste of watermelon on his lips making your heart skip a beat. Though Auston just shrugged it off, saying it was a cocktail he’d had, as he urged he’d be late if he didn’t run.

-

“Where are the boys?”

You found Auston sitting on his phone by your golf cart as you were about to go stock up on drinks. A smile on his lips at the sound of your voice, eyes scanning your figure head to toe as he’d never get over the way you looked in your work skirts. Though he enjoyed them better off of you or hiked up on your waist.

“No boys today, thought we’d have a little fun?”

“Is she gonna like that? You bailed on tennis lessons bay-beee.”

He rolled his eyes as he walked over to you, laughing at the way you mocked how she’d spoken to him earlier. His hand resting under your chin as he stole a quick kiss, then placing his bucket hat onto your hat with a pat.

“Get your ass on the golf cart sweetheart.”

If anyone had caught you taking the golf cart into the woods for a quickie with Auston surely you’d be fired on the spot. But you’d gladly risk your job over and over again if it meant sex like that.

Returning your cart to the parking spot you hadn’t noticed her watching the two of you pull up together as she’d wrapped up her tennis lessons early. Having discovered Mitch was not at the club today and he hadn’t booked any round of golf for the boys.

“Auston Taylour Matthews!”

Looking up to her you quickly pulled the bucket hat from your head as you handed it back to Auston, awkwardly fixing your fly away hairs as she approached the two of you.

“Fuck me…”

Auston groaned as he adjusted the hat on his head with a roll of his eyes before he flashed her a fake smile.

“What is this? You had a round of golf with Mitch?”

You looked from her to Auston, his silence saying everything she needed to know. Though she wouldn’t let either of you be until she’d heard something. But you wouldn’t be the one to say anything, simply pulling your lip gloss from your pocket as you awkwardly applied it.

“What is that?”

You noticed her eyes glued to your lip gloss, not thinking anything of it as you flashed the tube for her to see

“Relax, it's just lip gloss?”

“Just lip gloss…”

Without warning she snatched the tube from your hand, making you flinch as she inspected the label. Her eyes went wide as she looked at Auston, the wheels turning in her brain as she’d finally seemed to put the pieces together.

“it’s, watermelon.”

[maiiuelle]

girlsgogames mentioned!! that and she takes his phone and gets hello kitty nail salon and the entire hello kitty game collection for when she forgets hers and has to entertain herself while rafe golfs with topper and kelce.

he's def making her a folder in the farthest corner of his home screen OR he's deleting them from the home screen so you can only access them if you search through your apps.

like imagine Rafe going through his phone or computer to show barry something about the Pogues or the gold/cross and while he's going through his tabs Barry sees "Princess Spa Day Makeover" I can't imagine the stare down between the two

-🪻

1000000% YES YOU HAVE YOUR OWN FOLDER OF GAMES. either you forget your phone entirely, or it’s constantly dying (shameless self insert) so you’re always begging rafe for his when you’re bored. you’re hanging off the golf cart with a pout, swinging around one of his extra clubs to keep yourself busy until he hands it over <3 he’s not worried about you going through it or anything, you’re clearly far more content filling his storage with cozy games

later when he’s at barry’s his phone just won’t load, probably because of the horrible service on the cut, but he gets impatient and starts closing out the 700 games you left running. barry gets a glimpse of hello kitty nail salon and it’s OVER.

“aw, you playin’ dress up, country club? that’s real cute.”

“bro, they’re my girl’s. just don’t — don’t.”

[sorchathered]

Heartbreaks & Happy Birthdays

Happy sleepover Saturday y’all, I thought I’d kick it off with a miracle, yes you are seeing this right I wrote a fic for Bradley! @roosterforme I know you are somewhere victory dancing 😂. Hope you guys enjoy it!

Pairing- Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x reader

Warnings- drinking, allusions to smut, language, angst.

Summary- you throw Bradley a birthday party and it ends in disaster, can you move past it or is it time to let him go?

It had started out as such a good weekend, for the life of him he couldn’t figure out when it went wrong.

Bradley had turned 40 on Thursday and you’d agreed to spend the weekend with him, getting off of work early Thursday to cook his favorite dinner (a recipe of Carole’s you’d found in storage) and treating him to a fancy new lingerie set that had been an absolute hit, you even let him take some pictures and videos for his next deployment which he couldn’t wait to watch over and over again on nights when he couldn’t hold you close. You were his sweet quiet girl and although the two of you couldn’t be more different it just made sense when you were together, he brought out a side of you that no one else could, he was a live wire, his bright smile and infectious energy captivated everyone who interacted with him but when he was with you? It was like puzzle pieces snapping in to place, a perfect mix of yin and yang that just fit seamlessly.

You and a few members of his squad had been planning him a surprise party for weeks, you’d mostly let Phoenix handle all the invites and had thrown yourself into decorating and finding a caterer, even Jake had helped by asking one of his buddies to dj for the night, the country club the boys played golf at had graciously let you rent the conference room and it was sure to be an evening to remember.

Friday night came and you had convinced him that he was just going out for dinner at the restaurant in the clubhouse with a few of his friends, dressed in a floral button down with some black slacks he looked like he’d stepped right out of a magazine, you were having trouble keeping your thoughts together as he pulled into the lot in his shiny blue bronco, swollen biceps stretching the soft material from all the pushups he’d been doing lately. You hadn’t even realized he’d been talking to you until he stroked your cheek, eyebrow cocked and a knowing smile on his face, of course he could see right through you, he knew you’d been checking him out. “Oh Bradley I’m so sorry, I don’t know where my head was, what did you say?” He chuckled as he unbuckled you and pulled you across the bench seat by your waist, rucking up the sides of your sundress as you went, using his massive left hand to curl around your jaw and the back of your neck as he kissed you breathless, running the other hand up your back and shoulder as he ran his tongue along your lips and you opened for him with a breathy moan, tongues tangled together and reducing you to a puddle. He pulled away much sooner than you would have liked, causing a whine to tear from your throat as you chased his lips. “I know it, I’m gonna take my time with you later sweetness but you did all this planning for dinner so let’s go eat and then I can have my dessert.”

When you made a sharp turn towards the conference room he scrunched his eyebrows in confusion, but quickly realized what you were up to as the doors were thrown open to everyone yelling surprise at him. He’d never had a surprise party, hell he hadn’t had a birthday party since he was a kid, he couldn’t believe that everyone had pulled this together under his nose, the boys quickly drug him away for a drink and you and Phoenix just laughed at how excited he looked. It looked like just about everyone Bradley worked with was here, including quite a few people you’d never seen before, but it was expected really; your boyfriend never seemed to meet a stranger and that much was evident by the wall to wall crowd dancing the night away. Somehow he’d pulled you into the middle of the dance floor, twirling you around the floor and kissing you breathless amongst the sweaty bodies and flashing lights, it should have been overwhelming but he always seemed to make you feel comfortable in the most vulnerable situations.

You finally excused yourself and headed for the rest room, you were sure you looked a mess and as you checked yourself over in the mirror you were definitely right. Kiss swollen lips and smudged lipstick, hair all in disarray and you giggled to yourself at the thought of what was to come later that night. As you stepped into the stall you heard a group coming in behind you, no doubt doing the same as you but when you heard them talking you realized they were gossiping about you. “I really don’t get it, she’s a librarian or something right? Could she be any more boring looking?” One said to the other and you could hear her friend agreeing, “I mean at least when you guys were hooking up it made sense, you both have so much in common, I’m sure he’ll get bored eventually Lisa don’t even worry about it, she can’t honestly think they’re going to last.”

You were so humiliated, had you really come off as plain and uninteresting? Was Bradley bored of you? You thought things were going so well and yes you had honestly been thinking about what a future with him might hold, it had only been six months but you’d never felt so loved by anyone. Tears pricked at the corner of your eyes as you waited for them to leave, finally it got quiet and the booming music filtered through the room as someone opened the door, unlocking the stall you made your way out of the door only to realize the girl who had apparently hooked up with your boyfriend was still preening over herself in the mirror. You swiped your eyes with a tissue as you felt your skin flush and prickle, knowing her eyes were on you. She capped her lipstick and fussed with her hair, giving you a once over as she stepped towards the door. “No offense sweet pea, you seem nice but what Bradley needs is someone wild; a big personality to match his and you just aren’t that. You won’t be enough, he needs more than just a quiet wallflower to keep his attention, I’d enjoy it while it lasts if I were you.”

It felt like you’d been slapped, you couldn’t even bring yourself to respond as more tears came, you needed to get out of here; the room was spinning and you couldn’t get a deep breath, you stumbled out into the crowded space only to see that same girl with her hand on Bradley’s arm, you didn’t stick around to see anything else, your heart couldn’t bear it. Opening the ride share app you typed in your address and thanked the stars that there was only a two minute wait, typing out a half ass apology about feeling sick to Bradley and Natasha as you cried all the way home.

By the time Bradley got your message you were long gone, he had been wandering around looking for you but no one seemed to know where you’d been. He stepped outside and called you immediately but it went to voicemail, trying again with the same result. He messaged you ask if you needed him to come to you, but you replied that he should enjoy the party and that you needed to sleep, and as torn as he was he trusted that everything was ok, promising to bring you breakfast in the morning and spend the day with you. You’d cried until you couldn’t anymore and then had the worst sleep you’d had in ages, waking up to a pounding headache and knocking at your door. It was nearly 10 am, you weren’t the sleeping in type and when you checked your phone you had a litany of missed calls and texts. You groaned as you trudged down the hall to your door, not bothering to see who it was before you opened it, only to be met with the honey brown eyes of your ridiculously handsome boyfriend, coffee and a donut from your favorite shop in hand as he looked you over. “Oh baby you look like you feel awful, come on let’s get you back in bed, dr. Bradshaw has exactly what you need.” He’d said with a wink, he was acting as though everything was normal but you couldn’t bring yourself to reciprocate, just shrugging lightly and letting him usher you back to bed.

You’d let him in and settled into bed with him as he turned on a movie, but your smile wasn’t meeting your eyes and he could barely get a word out of you. He was really starting to worry that he’d done something wrong, but no matter how he wracked his brain he was coming up with nothing.

He’d told you once that when you smiled at him it was like you held all the answers in the universe in that one look, like you could solve any problem with a kiss and make everything ok. He wanted to be that for you, but for the life of him he couldn’t figure out what was wrong. You’d all but turned away from him in bed and fallen asleep halfway through the movie, leaving him even more confused than before, you’d planned him an elaborate party and now you wanted nothing to do with him? What the hell was going on?

When you woke a few hours later you felt more yourself, but turning over in bed to find it empty sent worry through you all over again. “Bradley?” You called as you came down the hall, hearing the drone of the tv you sighed in relief as you found him texting on his phone while some basketball game played in the background. He gave you a small smile and held his arms out for you, but you hesitated; and he noticed. “Ok, you gotta talk to me baby I’m completely lost here, what is going on with you? We were aces yesterday and now you don’t want to touch me, I can’t fix it if I don’t know why it’s broken honey, you gotta give me something.” Your eyes welled up with tears again as you plopped down on the couch, if Bradley had been confused he was even more so now. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry I know I probably ruined everything. I know I’m not the prettiest or the most fun to hang out with but I want so badly to be enough for you and I’m worried that you’ll get tired of me.” You couldn’t meet his gaze, and he was looking at you like you’d grown a third eye, his handsome features scrunched up in confusion as he tried to process what you meant. “Baby have I been making you feel like that? Shit if I have I’m so sorry-“

“Wha-no! You haven’t at all, it’s just there was this girl last night at the party, she said you guys had dated and that I wasn’t your type, and then I saw you talking with her at the party and I just- I couldn’t stand it. Thinking that I was holding you back from being who you are, I never want to be that to you.” You were staring very intently at your hands when you saw his come in to view and wrap them around you, pulling you to face him. “That girl that you’re talking about, was it Lisa?” You nodded and he rolled his eyes and clenched his jaw so hard it looked like he might snap it. “Honey I never dated her, we had a drunken hookup one time and I told her she wasn’t my type, I don’t know what the hell she said to you but she’s dead wrong. You’re everything to me, and if you’d waited around long enough last night you would’ve seen the surprise I had planned for you.”

Now it was your turn to look confused, why would he have planned something for you on his birthday? But as you looked up at him he knelt on the floor, producing a small box from his pocket. “I mean it sweet girl, you’re everything I want and I had planned on asking you this last night but you vaporized before I got the chance. I don’t need some wild free spirit, I need someone to keep me on solid ground, someone who loves me for who I really am and not the persona I have to put out to everyone around me. I want quiet nights and dancing in the kitchen and maybe one day a house full of little ones but I want it with you. So if you still want that, will you be my wife?” He was crying now too, this perfect man was everything you’d ever dreamed of and you’d nearly let something so trivial take it from you. You didn’t have to think of an answer, surging forward into his arms as you both toppled to the floor, laughing and kissing as he placed his mother’s engagement ring on your finger. All he needed was right here, warmth and love and happiness, he couldn’t think of a better birthday present than you.

Tagging🏷️- @attapullman @mamachasesmayhem @sailor-aviator @bobgasm @bradshawssugarbaby @sebsxphia @roosterforme @sarahsmi13s @hangmansgbaby @goldenseresinretriever @mynameismckenziemae

[te5te5te5p0t]

Phillip Graves x Reader

Contains- gender neutral reader, object insertion (baseball bat), exebitionism, dubcon, implied no aftercare, college/high school au, anal, public (storage shed)

It had really started as light hearted teasing. You were tagging along with a friend, more of an acquaintance than a friend, really, to the school’s baseball practices.

‘I’ll shove this up your ass,’ must’ve been the thousandth thing you've heard from the jock today.

“Won’t you j’st- just stay fuckin’ still f’r me.” he growls, a waver in his voice- you can tell he’d be yelling at you if he didn’t need to be quiet, to not attract any attention. Graves had already managed to rip the skimpy shorts off of you, working your underwear to your thighs.

Damn it, it was hot, the way he was shoving your thighs against your stomach, head pressed uncomfortably against the wall of the storage shed. You whimper, tears in your eyes as he adjusts again, your body pressed up against his, his knees against your back, strong thighs supporting the rest of you in an upward position.

In the struggle to get you into this position, Phil had knocked over plastic soccer goals, a sack of lacrosse sticks and golf clubs, as well as shoved a plastic bin container of whiffle balls out of the way. They had spilt all over the floor, making a racket in the storage shed.

You whimper against one of his hands, head shoved to the side, pressing against the wall. He’s holding you down, now pressing his forearm against the back of your thighs to keep you exposed.

“Good fucking bitch.” he huffs, gathering spit in his mouth and lowering his head, sticking his tongue out and letting the saliva drip in between your legs. You squirm, it feels warm and sticky and a little uncomfortable. His hand lets go of your face, reaching for the bat next to him. It was long and blue, with some silver detailing near the handle. There was a black grip on the handle, a ribbed piece of leather over the handle of the baseball bat. “This,” he starts, putting it under his arm and spitting on your hole again, “is going in you, n’ you’re gonna fuckin’ like it.”

“Fuck y-”

“Shut it or I’ll make you deepthroat this.” he growls, taking the bat back into his hands, adjusting his grip to be just over the handle, positioning it against your ass. You squirm against him, kicking weakly, it seems as such, managing to kind of push his shoulder, not really stopping him from doing anything. Graves makes a frustrated grunt, shoving the top of your thighs into your stomach with a forearm, one hand on the bat.

He angles it slightly, pushing one side of the stopper into you- Fuck, it hurts.

Your sex throbs, legs shaking against the pushing. It feels so fucking big, it’s only just the stopper on the handle. You moan, gasping against his hand, trembling.

He laughs, smiling sadistically. He’s clearly enjoying this, breathing heavily, puffs of warm air against your exposed body.

The dark storage shed heated up quickly, and you’re getting increasingly warm under your remaining clothing. Your shirt clings uncomfortably to your body, making you whine and push against him. In a cruel response, he pushes the bat further into you.

“Just… fucking take it.” he growls, emphasizing each word with a small shove into you with the bat. You whimper, your hands gripping against his jeans, clawing at him. He hushes you, stilling the movement of the baseball bat and finally letting you adjust to the feeling. “Shh, shh… You're gonna be good for me? Be quiet.”

“Hmnn…” you whine quietly, relaxing just a little against the wall of the shed and his body.

“Just… fucking take it.” he growls, emphasizing each word with a small shove into you with the bat. You whimper, your hands gripping against his jeans, clawing at him. He hushes you, stilling the movement of the baseball bat and finally letting you adjust to the feeling. “Shh, shh… You're gonna be good for me? Be quiet.”

“Shh.” he hushes you again, beginning to slowly push the bat into you, making you groan softly. Your eyes roll up, the pleasure is right there against the thin line of pain. You start to tremble again as you realize he isn’t going to let you adjust like he did last time, giving small, pathetic whimpers every second he pushes it into you. The knob on the handle of the bat digs against your insides, your soft, plush walls crying out and protesting against said bat by squeezing and contracting, only forcing you to make more noise.

“Hurts…!” you yelp, making his hand shift from pushing your knees against your chest to covering your mouth, making sure that no one possibly outside of the storage closet would hear.

“Be good for me…” he growls, squeezing the bat in his hand. He presses it into you further, making you see stars in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Your whines and whimpers become louder against his hand, despite being muffled. Louder, more insistent whines made their way out of you, a swirling sensation of white hot pleasure in your core, in your stomach elicited from you. “Good fuckin’ bitch… You don’t know anything, do you? Nothing in that dumb little head of yours…”

You squeeze around the handle of the bat, sobbing when he starts moving it in and out of you at a slower than usual pace. It hurts, it hurts so good. The ribbing on the handle is dragging against your tight walls, each sensation just piling onto the mountain of pleasure, bound to erupt anytime soon.

You whimper, legs shaking again as the bat is pushed in and out. Graves quickens the pace much too early, making you want to scream so bad. You need to scream, to let it out, you need to do something to get this feeling done and over with. He actually chuckles at that, the same sadistic smile on his handsome face. Your uncomfortability was his power, and he felt like he needed more. He needed to tease this out of you.

Maybe he’d just leave you once you’re on the edge of cumming. Maybe he’d want to keep fucking you with the bat afterward to see how long you can last before you pass out. Maybe he’d want his own turn at you. You could feel his erection pressing against your back right then, not grinding into you quite yet. This was about your pleasure, and it had yet to be over with.

His neutral pace turns quicker when he senses your closeness. You groan, beginning to thrash against him, whimpering and shaking. He pushes you against the shed’s wall again, fucking you harder and deeper with the bat, forcing the orgasm out of you. You sob against his hand, curling into yourself, squeezing your legs shut.

“See, there you go,” Graves mutters, the handle of the bat still rubbing against every single sensitive nerve inside of your ass, “beg n’ I’ll stop.” You let out a pathetic whine, looking up at him with pleading eyes. His hand over your mouth moves from your mouth to your neck, allowing him to feel each vibration your voice makes in your throat.

“Please,” you start, voice breaking as the ribbing on the bat teases against your entrance, “f’ckin’ hurts, please- please stop-” Your own desperate gasps cut you off, head lolling to the side as he pulls the bat out slowly, making you shiver and moan.

“Good little slut, you are.”

[plusp1won]

P1Harmony ~ Their Favorite Moments Together

~ P1Harmony Hyung Line x gn!reader

~ Genre: Fluff, and like a teeny weeny bit of angst in Jiungs

A/N - I’m not quite sure if i’m going to like this format too much, but we’ll figure it out. I also haven’t written in forevverrrr so i gotta get my mojo back.

~ Keeho :)

In the first few months you two had been dating, Keeho was always taking you to new places. He would always do research and pay close attention to activities you talked about enjoying; even if just a brief mention.

When he got a few days off from schedules, he remembered a mini golf place you two had passed a few weeks prior. He was determined to make the date a a surprise however, and asked Intak and Jiung for help. Jiung was responsible for helping Keeho plan, and Intak was instructed to keep you busy for atleast 2 hours so Keeho could reserve the place so it could be private.

Intak had texted you asking if you were busy for a couple hours in the afternoon, you agreed to hang out and told Keeho you’d be busy for a little while. As far as he knew, his plan was working out. Intak decided to take you to a nearby arcade, hoping it would keep you from finding out about Keehos “Super Secret” plan.

After about an hour and $60 wasted on the claw machines, Intak got a text that the place was reserved and he could bring you over. “Are you ready to head out, Y/N?” “Yeah let’s go, if i waste anymore money i might lose my temper” You both laughed an headed out. Intak headed towards the mini golf spot, leaving you confused. “Where are we going now?”

“Don’t worry about it, you’ll see.” He smiled, and you looked at him a little weird in return. He pulled into the parking lot, which in return looked empty and a little sketchy. “Intak what are we doing here?” You questioned. He had a mischievous smile and told you that it was a surprise.

Stepping out of the car you were met with Keeho standing behind one of the storage sheds holding to mini golf clubs with a very very proud smile. “I remembered you said this place looked cute a couple of weeks ago, i figured it would make a cute date.” He was very clearly shy, and that made your heart flutter.

“You’re too sweet Steph.” You leaned in to leave a kiss on his cheek. “Thanks for keeping them busy for a little bit Intak.” Keeho smiled, and handed you your club. “No problem dude. You two have fun.” Intak left with Jiung and you two had the place to yourself besides a few employees.

After finishing the course you two retreated back to his car. “How was your time at the arcade?” He questioned. You ears turned red and you got slightly embarrassed. “I spent all my cash trying to win a stuffed cat.” You sheepishly admitted. He turned his head towards you and laughed. “I take it you didn’t win it?” He asked.

“Didn’t even get close once.”

~ Theo <3

Theo never really considered himself one to faithfully enjoy baking, or cooking for that matter. But it seemed whenever you were bored, you had to look up a new recipe of some sort, and destroy the kitchen while making it.

Theo sat watching you intently from the couch, struggling to measure out the right amount of flour for a cake you had seen on the internet. Repeated the same process of measuring it, dumping it back into the bag it came from, and getting frustrated cause in your mind it looked like too much.

Theo rise from his spot on the couch and made his way over to you. “Would you like some help?” He chuckled at your clearly distressed state. The ingredients scattered all over the counter, and the textures of whatever you had been mixing all over you, made for a very stressed you. Theo took notice and pulled you into a hug, expecting you to either cry, or get extremely mad at the situation before you.

“I’ve never had this much trouble before.” You despaired claim was muffled by his hoodie, but he could tell it was really taking effect on you. “Sit at the counter, and i’ll take over. Let’s see the recipe.” His caring tone and smile never faltered. You handed him your phone and went to go sit down. He washed his hands and went to take his place where you previously stood. He got to work and soon enough he had finished what you thought was going to be a disaster.

Pulling the cake from the oven. Theo stood proudly in front of you, displaying the cake like it was the best thing he had accomplished. Your mouth was agape as Theo, your non chef Theo, made a cake that looked (almost) like it was made by a professional. “You’re ridiculous.” You smiled at him, and his creation. “I’m gonna make you do all the baking for me now.” You continued.

“Maybe you just need to grow a little more patience.” He returned.

~ Jiung :D

You knew from the moment you and Jiung had started dating, that he could become very dedicated to his work. He was a perfectionist in most aspects, and could tire out very quickly if he didn’t give himself a break.

You conversation over text had came to a sudden halt with Jiung, after an all day conversation about things you two hadn’t caught up on in a while, he stopped responding. You knew he had been at the company most of the day, and figured he just got a little caught up with something. A couple hours had passed and you still got no response from him. You called him a couple times since it was getting late, and you wondered if he was going to make it home for dinner.

You opted to just bring him some food that you had made, instead of staying up waiting. After packing up the food and making your way over there, you walked into his studio; and we’re met with a sleeping Jiung. Slouched over on top of his keyboard, and lightly snoring. You sat the food on his desk and lightly shook him awake. Once he adjusted to his surroundings and noticed it was you, his gaze softened. “Why are you here?” He asked. “I figured you fell asleep and I wanted you to get some food before i went to bed.” He pulled you in for a hug and sighed. “I love you lots.” He smiled into your torso.

“I get worried about you sometimes. You never rest.” Your hand went to his hair to run through it. “I never have the time. I wanna make sure things are perfect so I don’t have to come back and do them again.” He voice got quieter and you knew he was getting exhausted. “We’ll talk about it more later. Eat up so we can go home and you can rest. You can finish your work tomorrow, love.” Jiung didn’t fight back, he was too tired to protest; and deep down he knew you were right.

“You’re too good to me.” He smiled

[dandelionsresilience]

Dandelion News - August 22-28

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1. Safari park welcomes flamingo chicks

“An animal park has said it is experiencing a "baby boom", including new flamingo chicks that have hatched. Longleat Safari Park in Wiltshire has also recently welcomed rare Amur tiger cubs and an endangered cotton top tamarin monkey baby. [… Flamingos] live 15-20 years in the wild, however in captivity and safe from predators, they can reach ages of 70 years.”

2. Golf clubs fight biodiversity loss

“The project aims to help green-keepers create havens for wildlife, particularly bees and butterflies, as well as introduce mowing methods to protect rare chalk grassland and encourage wildflowers. […] “Clubs doing this are seeing significant increases in pollinators, such as butterflies, without impeding the game."”

3. ‘We’ve got baby owls again’: how farming policy is helping English wildlife

“[In Abby Allen’s] lush Devon fields native cattle graze alongside 400-year-old hedgerows, with birds and butterflies enjoying the species-rich pasture. [… The Environmental Land Management Scheme] pays farmers for things such as planting hedges, sowing wildflowers for birds to feed on and leaving corners of their land wild for nature.”

4. $440 Million to Support Pregnant and New Moms, Infants, and Children through Voluntary Home Visiting Programs

“Through this program […] trained health workers […] provide support on breastfeeding, safe sleep for babies, learning and communications practices that promote early language development, developmental screening, getting children ready to succeed in school, and connecting with key services and resources in the community – like affordable childcare or job and educational opportunities. […] In addition, the [CDC] announced a new investment of $118.5 million, over five years, to 46 states [and] six territories […] to continue building the public health infrastructure to better identify and prevent pregnancy-related deaths.”

5. Endangered leopard frogs released into the wild

“More than a hundred leopard frogs have been released into the wild at Columbia National Wildlife Refuge in Washington state. Leopard frogs are endemic to North America but have been classed as endangered since 1999.”

6. Heat-based batteries are a surprisingly versatile tool

“[T]hermal energy storage [… is] expected to be more cost-effective than conventional lithium-ion batteries for storing cheap clean electricity over longer durations[….] Thermal storage systems take up less space per unit of energy stored than lithium-ion batteries do, [… and] can also deliver their stored energy without the efficiency losses that occur in converting electricity from [AC to DC and back].”

7. Dolly Parton is sending free books to children across 21 states — and around the world

“[In 21 states,] all children under the age of 5 can enroll to have books mailed to their homes monthly. […] Since the program started, books have been sent to more than 240 million to [sic] kids in the U.S., Canada, the United Kingdom, Ireland and Australia.”

8. Biden-Harris Administration Awards $100 Million to Navigators Who Will Help Millions of Americans - Especially in Underserved Communities - Sign Up for Health Coverage

“The grants are part of a commitment of up to $500 million over five years - the longest grant period and financial commitment to date, and a critical boost for recruiting trusted local organizations to better connect with those who often face barriers to obtaining health care coverage. […] Navigators offer free assistance to people exploring health coverage options through HealthCare.gov, from reviewing available plans to assisting with eligibility and enrollment forms, and post-enrollment services such as using their coverage to get care.”

9. ‘Ultra-Accommodating’ Hotel Concept Goes Beyond ADA Accessible

“The property […] will feature wider hallways, larger guest rooms, easy access to elevators and other modifications that exceed the standards required under the [ADA]. Staff will be trained in disability etiquette, how to assist with mobility devices and provide various accommodations ranging from hearing aid loops to sensory-sensitive lighting. […] The location in San Antonio is expected to be the first — not the only one — developed under this concept.”

10. Melbourne zoo welcomes rare southern white rhino calf to the world

“Kipenzi and the new calf have been closely monitored this week, with mother and baby being kept in a secluded area accessible only to keepers while they get to know each other and bond. […] The calf has already been showing a forthright personality, snorting and stomping around his enclosure[….]”

August 15-21 news here | (all credit for images and written material can be found at the source linked; I don’t claim credit for anything but curating.)

[cleolinda]

Happy Indictmas to all who celebrate

Wikipedia Disambiguation: Prosecution of Donald Trump may refer to:

Prosecution of Donald Trump in New York, a criminal case following indictment on March 30, 2023

Federal prosecution of Donald Trump, a criminal case filed on June 8, 2023

CourtListener: Direct link to full PDF of unsealed indictment, United States of America v. Donald J. Trump and Waltine Nauta (r/politics discussion thereof: "I feel like I'm committing a crime just reading the document designations")

VIDEO: CSPAN: Special Counsel Jack Smith Delivers Statement on Indictment of President Trump

r/politics: Megathread: Trump Indicted by Federal Prosecutors on Charges Related to Handling of Classified Documents [dozens of linked sources]

BBC News: Trump charged under Espionage Act in secret files case. Here's what is in the indictment:

The indictment reads: "The classified documents Trump stored in his boxes included information regarding defense and weapons capabilities of both the United States and foreign countries; United States nuclear programs; potential vulnerabilities of the United States and its allies to military attack; and to plans for possible retaliation in response to a foreign attack." Mr Trump's Mar-a-Lago club "was not an authorised location" for the "storage, possession, review, display or discussion" of classified documents, the indictment says. Nevertheless, it continues, Mr Trump's boxes of documents were stored in places at the club including "a ballroom, a bathroom and shower, an office space, his bedroom, and a storage room". On two occasions in 2021, the former president showed classified documents to others who did not have security clearance, including a writer and two members of staff. At his golf club in Bedminster, New Jersey, he showed and described a "plan of attack" that he said had been prepared for him by the Defence Department.

r/law: Trump Indictment thread—this time it's Federal

CBS News: Aileen Cannon, Trump-appointed judge, assigned initially to oversee documents case

Business Insider: Trump was 'personally involved' in packing boxes and moving them to Mar-a-Lago, prosecutors say

"As president, I could have declassified, but now I can't."

-- Newsweek: Donald Trump Tape Reveals He Uttered 10 Words That Might Have Doomed Him

[randomfoggytiger]

Dreamland II: Golf Clubs, Diana Fowley, and Mulder's Father

(Courtesy of: @theparadigmshifts)

Dedicated to @goodshipsmulder~

I started out this post trying to draw parallels between Mulder's golf clubs and his past relationship with Diana. Yet, nothing about the Fowl One screamed "golf" or even upper-class country club to me; not enough, at least, for Mulder to spend money on and continually reuse a pair of clubs at her insistence.

However, I stumbled into another entirely other theory-- one that connects directly back to the late Bill Mulder.

Here we go~

DIANA FOWLEY, GOLF CLUBS, AND ORIGINAL THEORIES

Diana Fowley and golfing don't seem to fit in the same sentence: ease and relaxed calculation doesn't quite jive with bold and determined manipulation.

She's career driven: her work ethic caught the eye of the Consortium either before or after she and Mulder discovered the X-Files; and she took trips back and forth from Europe to Tunisia weekly to report her findings. Not to mention, she and Mulder were partners during his first couple months to first year on the files (if my timeline is accurate), and she's shown to fix his singular focus more firmly to "the work" in service of her own end goals. Diana's compliments and wheedling in The End imply she's not slackened her pace years later, and that she believes she can pick right up where Scully left off and do more and do it better.

Perhaps she and Phoebe Green were sporty types, more inclined to low cardio workouts to keep active and in shape. This would be an interesting juxtaposition to Scully (a tomboy Navy brat who had better things to do than hit horsehide with a stick) who might've lacked the sporty inclination of Mulder's previous exes.

Or, perhaps, the golf clubs are another manifestation of Mulder's fleeting interests after moving back stateside. Perhaps he took it up briefly, memories of his blueblood years leading him to that low impact sport first before he switched to swimming (maybe golfing was too mind numbing or it wasn't mind-numbing enough with other people interrupting his focus.)

Perhaps he took it up because Diana suggested it; or maybe he was trying to "find himself" in the wake of Phoebe cheating or Diana leaving.

However, speculations with maximum Fowley influence don't quite fit into the timeline suggested by the room's "design."

WHAT WE KNOW

(Courtesy of: @amplifyme)

What we do know is: the bed had to be the first neglected item in this room, surrounded as it is by piles of boxes, knickknacks, and junk. The golf clubs were a more recent addition-- more to the front of the line-- and look older and used. There are also upturned plastic totes, old boxes separate from the neat storage boxes in the back, a basketball hoop, a punching bag, a bowling pin-- all a bit used-- and Cougar's sports memorabilia, as well as fuzzy dice, a flat bat or rowing paddle, and newer magazines and file folders.

The bedframe is blocked in by boxes and junk on three of its sides, meaning it was the first item placed into this room. Next to it are boxes stacked professionally, and high. It's unlikely that Mulder would have done so neat a job. And the overturned totes, sports gear, and assorted mess are more recent additions-- hastily packed or thrown together, toppling and spilling out easily with one swing of the door: in other words, Mulder's work.

Thus, the stages are revealed.

The bedframe was placed first; at an undisclosed time later, the boxes were professionally placed around it; and at an undisclosed time after that, Mulder chucked in at least two totes, a lamp (he wedged into the second layer of boxes), fuzzy dice, and sports gear on top of a pullout or loveseat or fabric chair. The golf clubs fall into that addition. And lastly but also undisclosed (and likely on-going), he stuffed in light, assorted papers or shirts or whathaveyou he was too lazy to put away properly in the moment.

Let's break this down in layers.

EXAMINING THE EVIDENCE: BEDFRAME, BOXES, AND TIMELINES

The bedframe and boxes must be tackled first.

His bedframe is empty (though intact) and neatly set aside in the corner of the room. That seems to be stage one of unpacking and rearranging-- meaning, in my opinion, Mulder crammed the boxes in right after his and Diana's relationship ended. Mulder chooses smaller spaces to sleep (the couch, the bed he bought after Monday); and he also tends to collect but never unpack his hoarded loot. Those boxes can't be casefiles from the FBI since they'd never let him keep them longer than required for a case; and his most treasured valuables are kept in the basement, anyway. Leaving one to believe they're his belongings: things he brought over from Oxford (if he did) or things he bought after moving out of the dorms.

And when was Mulder no longer living in dorm rooms? Post his education, likely around the time he and Diana were dating.

Two theories present themselves: Mulder's things were moved from Diana's apartment after she left, and he never unpacked them; or Mulder himself recently moved into this apartment after Diana left.

The latter would have to mean he had somewhere else to live for the five years he and she were together. However, there are a few canonical points that negate this theory, broadly pointing to a close or working relationship that spanned two apartments rather than one house:

Mulder tells Scully in Home that if he could "settle down" it'd be "in a place like this." Settling down, in his case, meant the home as well as the environment-- living in that location with those people in that kind of a house was still a fantasy without any tempered reality. Mulder would have lived in his parents' home on the Vineyard then in dorms in Oxford and back in other dorms in the States. Afterwards, the commute to the FBI would have excluded a house if in included his focus; and both he and Diana were very focused on work back then. To Mulder, owning a house was still a fantasy, not yet a practical reality, something he associated fondly with better days and better dreams for the future.

On top of that, Mulder is out of place in houses or suburbia, neither fitting in nor feeling in his own skin when prancing about in Arcadia. Yes, he was proving a point to the neighbors (and to Scully); but he wasn't comfortable there: it was too much, too spacious, too empty; and he found corners to wedge himself into-- hopping up on cabinets, hedging himself in with pillows, cramming in a chair up close to the door instead of other manners of surveillance, etc. (That's an entirely other meta post.) Mulder displayed discomfort above and beyond "proving a point": he wasn't used to the "stereotypical American life"-- he was weirded out by the austere space of it.

Mulder is further unsettled by suburbia in Amor Fati: in that case, he has command of his actions (to an extent), doesn't have to play to "the rules", has his sister, and is (seemingly) largely in charge of his life. And yet, it's "too perfect", leaving him to wonder why he's there. Mulder wasn't surprised to see Diana sweep in and seduce him (post here)-- he was shocked when she not only embraced a slower-paced life but wanted to also further domesticate it.

In Mulder's mind, settling down included a home and kids-- whether it was he and his sister riding bikes and eating bologna sandwiches or a distorted view of Diana wanting his babies and raising his sons-- and a rest from constantly running. Permanence. He looked upon it whimsically, not cynically or longingly like he would if he'd tried his best at that vision and failed (i.e. bought a home, had a "life", and lost it to work.)

In evidence of this, Mulder is shocked when Diana returns-- but not hardened against nor drawn back into a life with her. There are no ties beyond the past; and those ties weren't definitive enough for him to have closure or even completely sever, a classic Mulder move. There were five years between them; but nothing that would jeopardize or taint the idealistic world Mulder is trying to bring to fruition by recovering his sister and restoring that happy home life lost to her abduction.

So, what does that mean for the bed and boxes? When Diana left, she probably emptied her apartment and sent over his share of the belongings-- assets of a partial but incomplete merger. Those stayed stored and cluttered around his bed while Mulder philosophically took the couch. They're not enough clutter to have filled a house, but more than enough to spill over into two apartments.

EXAMINING THE EVIDENCE: ASSORTED AND SPORTING ITEMS

That leaves the clubs, the bowling pin, the basketball hoop, the punching bag, the rest of the et ceteras, and the totes stacked (read: jammed) frontside.

Compared to the Cougars jersey, the golf clubs, bowling pin, punching bag, basketball hoop, etc., appear older, used, and worn.

Turns out, the Cougars are a Houston football team jersey-- and where were Mulder and Scully recently during the opening events of Fight the Future? Despite not attending yet another football game together, it would be like him to pick up memorabilia that had special significance to him about them. If that be the case, Mulder, it would seem, associates Scully with football. Perhaps she prefers it to other sports (until baseball ranked higher up her list after The Unnatural, that is)-- in fact, that would make sense: part and parcel of the stereotypical, all-American Navy family raised on Thanksgiving meals and afternoon football.

Meanwhile, the golf clubs and other sports gear couldn't have been a recent Mulder purchase-- not only because of their wear and tear, but also because of the extent of their wear and tear in contrast to the general lack of time Mulder has to devote to sports other than a morning swim, a once-in-a-while basketball game, and the sports tv he ingests come rain or shine. We've seen him shoot hoops (Paper Hearts, later Two Fathers), we've even seen him sink a bowling ball dead center (Elegy), but we've never seen him take up golf or boxing.

So, if they aren't recent purchases... what are they?

THE REMNANTS OF CHILDHOOD

Bill Mulder was murdered in Anasazi and buried in The Blessing Way; but his house had to have been cleaned out and sold sometime after his death.

Tena Mulder always avoided peering into the past, veering away entirely whenever her son pressed her for memories (and, ultimately, burning her children's photos in Sein und Zeit to protect its secrets.) That leaves Mulder to pack up and sell or hire to have the house packed up and sold.

I believe the sports equipment were from his childhood. It would explain the wear and tear on the basketball hoop (referred to in a deleted Two Fathers scene here) and the bowling pin, as well as the presence of the unidentified sporting stick and fuzzy dice. (It would also explain why he stuck them with his new papers and magazines.)

But most importantly, I believe the golf clubs were his father's.

Golf requires a particular set of skills: silent calculation, strategic aim, and the ability to reposition oneself if the original swing goes wrong. While Mulder destresses through aggressive play (whether swimming alone or working alongside others he trusts will have his back) and Gibson Praise out-predicts his competitor's next move and CSM plays by the blind hand of luck, Bill Mulder retires away from stress, decisions, and consequences, preferring to keep to himself (post here and here.) Preferring not to compete.

Perhaps the punching bag was Bill Mulder's, too: a solitary way to release his pent-up feelings of helplessness and rage.

CONCLUSION: A SEQUENCE OF EVENTS

Diana moves to Europe; and Mulder either moves out of her apartment with the bedframe (minus mattress) and boxes or moves her boxes into his bedroom (and sells the mattress he might not have liked to begin with.)

Years later, his father dies. Mulder, a packrat at heart, can't let go of the happier times he connects with his childhood gear. Tena likely wouldn't want it cluttering up her already cluttered basement; so, he shoves it into his unused bedroom, stuffing them all to the left. In the tote closest to the door, he put his easily retrievable items (i.e. magazines, rumpled shirts, fuzzy dice, a few assorted bats, and miscellaneous filing folders) that he retrieves at will.

After Mulder's return from Houston, he opens the door and chucks in the jersey. However, it disturbs the balance of his haphazard system, beginning an avalanche that he quickly closes the door against. With the door in place, disaster is avoided, for now.

A few months after that, Morris Fletcher flings the door open and watches in appalled indignation as Mulder's junk spills onto the floor.

Thanks for reading~

Enjoy!

[starfxkrinc]

Working at the country club with jj and fucking in all the storage closets

you cant even get through a single shift without him pulling you into a closet like god you come inside to refill the golf cart and you feel a hand tugging on your skirt you dont even need to turn to know its jj

[baby-alien11]

Y/N Ulrich Universe First Anniversary

taglist: @volturi-girl-imagines @dessxoxsworld @camiesully @ethanlandryluver @nowitsmissing @aliciacat20 @gabbylovesreading @nikfigueiredo @itsaaliyah2

She got the title of the 'Ghostface Princess' when she started to do content of Scream on social media

The title of 'Serpent Princess' was because the cast f Riverdale started to call her that during filming and interviews

While rehearsing for Carrie: The Musical, she was Chris Hargenssen while Spencer, her boyfriend at the time, was playing Tommy Ross, and during one rehearsal, she pulled the rope with the bucket (empty) and accidentally hit him in the back, he was okay, only a bruise for a few days (they broke up in january because he moved to Iowa)

The one sided feud with Kira started because she thought Y/N last name was weird and funny, until she found out who was her father

Sometimes when she doesn't have space in her room or closet, she uses her siblings room as storage room

She knows how to play piano

Her favorite book series is PJO and The Selection

Her favorite fashion houses are Vivienne Westwood and D&G

She became a TS fan during 2011 after seeing the music video of Our Song, and the rest is history, she has been to three tours: 1989 with her family and friend group, the Rep Stadium Tour again with family and friend group, and recently to The Eras Tour with Jack

The first horror movie she saw wasn't Scream, it was Alien

Her first kiss was with Sarah, before entering high school they were talking on how both of them haven't had their fisrt kiss yet, so they decided to kiss so that way they didn't regret having it with some other person

She already knows that when her wedding day comes, the song for the dad-daughter dance is going to be 'Never Grow Up' by TS or 'Slipping Through My Fingers' fom ABBA, Skeet agreed to that because the songs makes him emotional

She was in the teather club since elementary school, participating in Beauty and the Beast as Plumette, Grease as Sandy, The Little Mermaid as Vanessa, Matilda as Matilda, Bring It On as Eva, Hairspray as Penny, Les Mis as Cosette, West Side Story as Graziela, Carrie The Musical as Chris Hargenssen, her last role was going to be Sophie in Mamma Mia until pandemic started

Once a year, Y/N and her siblings have a small golf competition

Her first fashion campaign was with Kate Spade at 14

One ime during the filming of Scream VI, Melissa and Xavier adopted her for a day having a family day

The first thing she bought with her first salary as a Riverdale extra was her Prada nylon purse and bobba tea

(This is going to hurt) Luke Perry was like a second father to her, when Skeet had to film a violent scene, he would always distract her, helping her with homework or things like that, also attending her school plays, so when he died, she didn't left her room for a week because she coulnd't stop crying,even if the memorial was held at the Ulrich household, and when TS released evermore, she did a cover of Marjorie in his honor that she posted on Tik Tok

Her favorite movie is Corpse Bride, and always cries during the Emily song and the final scene

Her campaigns with brands include Pretty Little Thing, H&M, Coach, Hot Topic, Kate Spade, Killstar, Rare Beauty, Nyx, Charlotte Tilbury, alo, BaiBai Jewerly, Oh Polly, Tous, Armani, Club L London, Petco (ft Tatum), Dolls Kill, Cloe, KitchenAid

Her fashion icons are Zendaya, Cher, Princess Diana, Rihanna, Audrey Hepburn, Lewis Hamilton, Bratz, Monster High, Nicole Kidman, Blake Lively, Marilyn Monroe, Salma Hayek, Grace Kelly, Anne Hathaway

The love for VFX make up started when Skeet was telling her BTS facts about Scream, and it considelating during season two of Riverdale while helping with Cole Sprouse make up at the end of season two when he is beaten up by the Ghoulies

Besides the Southside Serpents leather jacket, she has a Vixens uniform (and all the variations), a Bulldogs football shirt, a Jughead beanie, a Pops uniform, Pussycats ears, a S shirt, letterman jacket, a Pretty Poisons jacket, and a 'Farm' shirt

Due to having family in NASCAR and with interest on racing, she learnt to drive at fourteen, and also knows how a motorcycle works

She (as almost everyone), had an 'all black clothes' phase, until she missed combining it with colorful clothes

Her favorite youtube horror cannels are dead meat and CZsWorld, and non-horror are uncarley, WatchMojo and Ms Mojo, Wait in the Wings, Spill Sesh, haylo hayley, Tea Spill

After meeting Jack, the song that she started to hear in her head was 'Enchanted'

Her first Ghostface mask was gifted by Wes Craven, after Skeet called him to tell him she watched the movies, the next week she recieved the mask with a handwritten letter

A F1 driver tried to hit on her two days after her 18 birthday, she left him on read (we all know who was at this point)

As almost every nepo baby, she got a bit of hate when she started to be a public figure, but ignored them, until they started to talk about her relationship with Jack and she couldn't ignore them

She knows all the Riverdale musical numbers and coreographies from season one to season five episode three

Since becoming best friends Y/N, Sarah and Abby anways practiced coreographies during sleepovers, the last time they presented them, where at the halloween party doing Sexy by Mean Girls Musical, Vigilante Shit by TS (chairs included) and Honey, Honey from Mamma Mia (ABBA)

Her favorite F1 teams are RB, Mercedes and Ferrari and drivers are Sergio 'Checo' Pérez, Lewis Hamilton, Sebastian Vettel, Michael and Mick Schumacher, Max Verstappen, Dorianne Pin, Abbi Pulling, Pierre Gasly, Niki Lauda, Alex Albon, Yuki Tsonuda, Carlos Sainz Jr, Charles Leclerc, and queen Susie Wolff, and has extreme admiration for Romain Grosjean for getting out of the car on fire

Her phone case is the Casetify snake one, she just changes it depending on the model of phone she uses

[taterstories]

The Switch (part 2) written by: Tater

There I was looking at my own body from another. I was now in Abigale's body, and she was in mine. I asked, "How did this happen." looking at me laughing at me, "I did this with the drink we drank together. Now you can truly enjoy that body and will be forever stuck in that body and live out your life as Abigale." I started to cry as the female emotions now affected me. I asked, "Why did you do this?" Again, there was laughter in response, "I cannot use that body any more to get where I need to be it was just a steppingstone to where I need to be. So, now I will use your body to get farther in my campaign." I was shocked and could not figure out what I am supposed to do. Then he said, "I ordered food so come and dine with me and I will explain everything to you." A few awkward moments later there was a knock at the door it was room service. The person in my body went and let them in and they set all the food on the table. He tipped them then they left. He told me have a seat and dig into it before it gets cold. I was looking at all the items that were ordered and I was starving.

I sat down at the table and made me a plate full of food. Then He said to me, "Be careful now, your body is different you can't eat like you use to as a man or you will ruin that beautiful figure." So, I slowed down my eating. Then he goes on to tell me that he will give me a cell phone with the names and phone numbers of friends and people that know Abigale if I would choose to live her life. Or go in a different direction. He said he will give me a wallet and I will have access to about ten million dollars for me to live off of. He said that as Abigale he had no house and was a nomad to further his agenda. But now I can choose to live how I want as Abigale. I could never go back to my family because they would never believe what had happened. He told me that most all Abigale's clothing is in the hotel room but there is a storage unit full of the rest of her belongings. I got full on the food quickly and was trying to wrap my mind around my new body and life. I was thinking I would stay here for a bit and learn about myself before I would go and find my new family and friends. Because a girl does need her friends, and Abigale's body was making my way of thinking different and I have her instincts and mannerisms. When he was done eating, he got up and showed me the purse and everything I need to know, and he said he was going to leave. He came over to me and looked at me like I looked at woman for so long and I did melt he kissed me on the lips. Then he went to the door and said, "Enjoy the new body and life." Then he left me alone to figure things out.

Once I realized I was alone I looked through the phone at some of the names in there and looked at the pictures. Then I thought about something and ran back into the bathroom and was looking at my new body and admiring it. I started touching my breasts and then I pulled off my panties and looked at my beautiful, waxed pussy. I started touching it and it did indeed feel good I laid on the bed and figured myself and rubbed my pussy and breasts till I felt it all over my body it felt amazing, and I couldn't help but to scream in pleasure. Then I just laid there coming down from an amazing rush of an orgasm. I thought to myself I think I can get use to this new body and life. I then went into the closet and looked at the clothes I went and got cleaned up and dressed. I then decided to go to a local place that I use to hang out all the time to see if some of my old friends were there. I figured I would go somewhere familiar to me and see people I once knew and spent time with I guess to say goodbye to my old life. Well, we would see how this goes so I got a car over to the golf club.

When I got to the golf club, I went to the restaurant and sat at the bar, it was around the time all of my old friends would come back from there game and have drinks and lunch. I had the bartender get me a drink I had known him very well from coming here every week. The first drink I tried was a whiskey like I use to drink but my new body didn't not like it so I quickly changed my drink to some wine which I preferred a lot better. I tried not to look odd to the bartender. After sipping almost my whole glass of wine I heard all my old friends come in from there game and sat in the usual table. They ordered their drinks and food from one of the waitresses and were cutting up and joking. It wasn't long till they noticed me a beautiful woman sitting at the bar. Then one of them came and sat next to me probably trying to pick me up or score. I was trying not to make eye contact till he tried to start a conversation, I was thinking that its funny how they think they can just pick me up. I turned and looked at who it was it was James one of my most manly and confidant and controlling friends. Right as I looked into his eyes, I had a feeling come over me that was uncontrollable. The feeling got stronger as he talked to me throwing his lines at me wooing me and I kind of liked it and was feeling myself melt. I was keeping my self-composed, but I was fighting every urge to kiss him and let him have me right on this bar. I was fighting this feeling and trying to think straight and not be a slut. But the slutty side took control and whispered in his ear, "Meet me in the bathroom in five minutes."

There I was standing in the unisex bathroom in the back hallway of the club it was seldomly used and not too many people went back there. Then right on time James came into the restroom and locked the door behind him. As Dan I never had any type of feelings for James nor any man, I was just like him a ladies' man. But Abigale's body has different feelings the body was forcing me to feel this way uncontrollably. As soon as James had turned around, I went right in and started kissing him and he grabbed my ass with both hands. I started to feel my pussy get wet and the feeling of wanting to be his slut was stronger than ever and I couldn't control it. I then get down on my knees on in front of him with him looking down at me not breaking eye contact. I unbuckle his pants, and as Dan I had never seen or wanted to see James naked but his was always very confident and had a reputation with women. I then pull out his semi hard cock and he is hung I couldn't believe it I think being Abigale it looked even bigger to me now. I stroked it a few times to get it a little harder to get it almost to full staff being about 10 inches and thick I put my lips on it and took it in my mouth. I couldn't understand why I was doing this but the feeling and actions I could not control. I started sucking his cock and my pussy got even more wet his cock felt and tasted so good I was loving it. I wanted him to fuck me, so I didn't want to make him cum to fast, but he took control and fucked my face till his came in gobs down my throat.

After swallowing all his spunk, I stood up and kissed him and he grabbed my ass and felt my pussy feeling my wetness. I turn around and lean against this counter of the restroom and I looked back at him his cock was starting to get soft then it was once again rock hard. James pulled my red thong panties to the side and slid his wet hard huge cock into my begging pussy. It felt good with slight pain but a good pain his cock filled my pussy. He started to fuck me, and it felt amazing I was trying to keep quiet but was moaning and whimpering. Then I felt it again all over my body and intense stock waves shooing through me I let out a scream. My pussy was dripping and the shocks just kept cumming and it felt so good I was addicted to this feeling and was now a slut to cock. I continued to pump his big cock into me I could tell he was getting tired but his was doing his best to fuck me and make himself cum again. I was starting to get another wave of shocks through my body, and he came once again. But this time his cum filling my cunt it made the shocks even more intense. When he was done filling my pussy, he pulled his cock out and it made a sucking and slurping noise with cum seeping out to my legs. I turned around and smiled at him with a full tummy and cunt full of his spunk I said, "Thank you." Then I fixed my dress and walked out of the restroom. I was satisfied and thinking I need to turn down the slut a bit, but I like it. As I walked out of the club to a waiting car, I thought I think I will enjoy being Abigale and am going to enjoy my new life.

[star-quill]

stumbled upon a gif of chris pratt playing golf and now i'm thinking about peter joining a country club and ur a waitress who he keeps flirting with. u've been told u cannot have any sort of romantic relationship with any of the members but now he's got u hoisted against the wall of a storage closet and he's filling u up so well that u realise u want this every day if u could get it. he's whispering the filthiest things in ur ear and u can't do anything but just hold onto his shoulders and whine. it was at that point too that he realised he wants nothing more than you too, all day every day if he could.

[poiseandprogress]

Poise & Progress: The Game Plan

So in my last blog post (which was also my first might I add) I mentioned that I adore anything relating to leveling up and becoming a femme fatale. And so today I’m choosing to become a part of what I adore. 

Here, I’m laying out my goals and plans on how I will achieve these goals. I’ve decided to categorize them based on the areas of my life that I would like to elevate. I will add that this is neither an original idea or layout. I was inspired by a blog here on tumblr that I’ve been following for a while. (@boujeeceo - they haven’t been active for a while though but you can look through their page of course! I don’t gatekeep.)

Okay, let’s get started with my goals shall we?

One Time Goals:

Save 5k 

Finish my modeling website 

Buy a vlogging camera

Create 3 Sources of income 

Start my social media management/marketing business 

Open my clothing boutique 

Have my own skin care line here in The Bahamas

To Purchase:

Smile direct club 

New bedroom furniture and closet storage (my bedroom needs a SERIOUS makeover)

New Wardrobe essentials (a little difficult considering my personality changes every three months but I think now that I’m laying it all out and building my dream persona it may get easier to manage)

Health & Fitness

Start a workout routine

At home pilates (gyms make me uncomfortable for many reasons)

Daily 30 minute jogs

Healthier diet (wholesome, plant based?)

Intermittent fasting? 

Cut out meat again?

Add more fruits and vegetables to my diet

Create a meal plan and meal prep on Sundays?

Solid Sleep schedule 

Get at least 7 hours of sleep daily (I’m struggling with the idea of this because I feel as though in order to be successful sooner I have to sacrifice some hours of sleep)

Take vitamins daily

Beauty:

Build a solid skincare routine & be consistent with it!

Practice my makeup skills

Learn how to install and style my own wigs

Finances 

Fix my relationship with money!!

SAVE & BUDGET

Increase Income 

Work/Career

Start a side hustle that I can scale into a remote/work from home business that brings in more than my current 9-5 does.  

Relationships:

Making more friends with the same interests as me and ones that have successfully achieved for themselves the lifestyle that I see for myself so that I can learn from them. This also means evaluating my current friendships and putting some distance between me and those that aren’t working on growth. 

Spirituality 

Strengthen relationship with God 

Read 1 chapter of the Bible Daily

Continue to explore my spirituality

Meditate daily

Socials: 

The girlies on every social media platform say that the best way to remain consistent and to be successful when it comes to social media is by niching down. I’ve been working on what my niche could be, based on the type of content that I like to consume and also the type of content that I will be able to post the most given my current location, income, and budget. 

I’m leaning towards: LIFESTYLE | FASHION | BEAUTY

Youtube

Start posting again. It’s that simple, I know it is. 

Hit 500 subscribers by New Years (Currently 292 - All of my past videos are private right now as I’m rebranding)

Meet monetization requirements (500 subscribers, 3 videos within 90 days and 3000 watch hours)

Instagram 

Hit 5k followers by New Year’s Eve (Currently 4,026) 

Create a solid social media strategy & content calendar 

Skills

Complete my social media marketing course 

Learn a new language (currently learning italian seeing that my boyfriend is an old Italian man loll)

Habits: 

Drink a gallon of water daily

Read more books 

Form daily routines 

Hobbies: 

Modeling 

Build my portfolio 

Book more runway stuff 

Travel for modeling

Hobbies that I’d like to start:

Tennis/Golf: I would like to have a physical hobby that can also keep me in shape. And also somewhere that affluent individuals in my community enjoy hanging out.

Traveling: This one feels like a dead giveaway. Of course I want to start traveling more. 

Horseback riding: I used to do it when I was younger and volunteering at a nearby stable. Learning to ride was a requirement but I didn’t stick around long enough to actually get good at it. 

Cooking & Baking (It’s recently become a dream of mine to host a fancy thanksgiving dinner) My family has never really been the baking type and traditional Bahamian meals are great and all but I would like to explore the art of cooking. 

I think for now this is a pretty extensive list of goals and aspirations even though in my head it feels like I’ve only scratched the surface. I’ll be going into more details on different aspects of these things here of course!