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[temodesigns]

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[houson2014]

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[donatellawritings]

if requests(?) are open what do you think about bff!rafe whos absolutely down bad for reader ☺️

bff!rafe is honestly the most obsessive man ever and has no sense of boundaries ngl

truth be told, you and rafe haven’t even known each other that long, barely a year, to be exact. when you had moved into the pretty little baby blue house that overlooked the busy docks and calm waters, rafe had just made his long overdue return to figure 8. you were fresh out of college, and as free as a baby bird — with a somewhat matured rafe who was patiently waiting on the perfect moment to swoop in and teach you to to fly — his way.

you see, rafe was the man of his family now, and as the leading man of the cameron lineage, he had no choice, but to become painfully aware of the damage he could cause. you shared the likeness of a baby deer — naive, dainty, and a little too welcoming … much to your own detriment, at times.

so, rafe took it upon himself to take you under his wing, making sure that he always had you in his line of vision. i mean, if he didn’t look out for you, who knows what kind of trouble you’d get into? which is exactly why he settled for being your best friend in the whole world, as you like to say — that is, until you’d finally snap out of the pink tinted dreamland you seemed to live in, and realize that you were better off just being his — being rafe’s girl.

“y’wanna try some?” you hummed, your manicured hand holding out the wand of your new tube of dior gloss as you mushed your swollen lips together, puckering your now shimmery lips in the mirror as you adored your new lipgloss.

met with silence, you rolled your eyes as rafe remained stood tall and authoritative behind you, his eyebrows furrowed as he fiddled with the collar of his polo shirt, “c’mon, kid — don’t have time to play games,” he shrugged his shoulders, before nudging the side of your jaw with the side of his ringed finger.

to anyone who wasn’t aware of your unique dynamic with rafe — the sight of a young girl dressed in nothing, but a mesh bralette that displayed her hard nipples and tiny silk shorts that sucked up into her ass, a bit bent over a vanity with a much taller man’s tented crotch ghosting right behind the curve of her ass, would be pretty incriminating.

but, in your eyes, it was just you and rafey, your very best friend in the entire world.

leaning back onto the balls of your sore feet, you completely missed the way rafe took in the ripple of your asscheeks as you let out an entitled huff, “i don’t want to go golfing,” you mumble, your arms crossed firmly across your swelled tits as you send rafe a bratty frown in the mirror.

mocking your bratty behavior with an exaggerated pout, rafe lets out a feigned whimper, “aw, baby doesn’t wanna hang out with rafey anymore?”

shoving the gloss-coated wand into the tube, you toss it onto the vanity, your bouncy blown-out hair whipping against rafe’s chest as you push your weak palm into rafe’s hard torso, earning another condescending laugh from the blue-eyed man, “i don’t want to hang out with you, anymore,” you announce, eyes glazed with frustrated tears.

“y’sure? got lots of pretty girls who would love for me to be their best friend,” rafe cocks his head to the side, a knowing smirk tugging on his pink lips as he watches you carefully think about your next words.

with a hesitant nod, you sniffle, “i’m sure.”

“okay — i’ll miss you, princess,”

your doe eyes widened with genuine concern as rafe pressed a kiss to the top of your hair, before taking a few steps backwards from you, turning to reach for the handle of your bedroom door. he can’t leave — you were only kidding!

“stop! i was just kidding,” you panic, perky tits bouncing as you rush over to rafe who is biting back a cocky grin.

forcing a solemn expression, rafe gently raised a ringed hand to hold your jaw, “can’t joke like that, huh? almost made me get a new best friend, pretty girl,” rafe twists the knife, his stomach growing warm and fluttery as he watches you lightly bounce on your feet, before accepting your outstretched arms as he carries you back to your pillow and squishmallow-covered bed.

“sleep over?” you questioned sweetly.

“of course, kid.”

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wet lip smacks and muffled moans filled the four walls of your bedroom as you laid semi-underneath a now shirtless rafe. one leg hooked over his hip as your hands cupped each side of his strained neck. your puffy lips were nearly raw and tingly from rafe’s constant suckling and nipping at your mouth. rafe’s hand kept a light grip on your throat as he kept you engrossed in the slippery kiss, tongues dancing together wildly as rafe fucked your mouth with his.

pushing out a sleepy whine, you said your delicate hand to rafe’s collarbone, gently pushing, “rafey — m’lips hurt,” your words were jumbled as rafe groaned into your mouth, his lips continuing their relentless assault.

your sloppy little makeout sessions with rafe were a common find when it came to spending a day with him, and you didn’t see anything wrong with it — i mean, he was your best friend forever, he would never steer you in the wrong direction.

shutting you up with a slip of his tongue inside of your mouth, rafe’s hand sliding to cup your cheek as you are quick to wraps your swollen lips around his slippery tongue, gently suckling the pink muscle. you continued sucking on his tongue for a few more minutes, your mixed spit shining on the corners of your mouths and messily smeared on your chins from wet lips.

sliding a calloused, ring-clad hand to cup your soft ass underneath the silk of your shorts, rafe patted two light slaps to your skin, earning a needy moan from you as your wrapped your slick lips around his tongue once more, in a sealing kiss, “sorry — y’taste good,” you mumbled, your sore lips pulled into a sorry little pout as rafe nods knowingly, gently pulling your head to lean against his chest.

rafe never missed the way you gazed up at him, your doll eyes sparkling with adoration and respect — you never judged him, and he appreciated that.

“s’okay, kid.” he responded, mushing your cherub cheeks as your lips remain in a silly smile.

you really had the bestest friend in the whole world!

[mygolfshirtsblog]

Find Your New Dri-fit Golf Shirts For 2023

Every golfer, whether they are Dustin Johnson or Tiger Woods, has their own personal style. It will appear as though golf is, in fact, a game of style. You need freedom of movement when choosing golf clothing. It requires appropriate fabric, structure, and design. You need a decent fabric that won't get uncomfortable when you are covered in perspiration because golf is a game and you will perspire. Additionally, summers can be very harsh on the skin. Decide to choose high-quality classic golf shirts rather than compromise.

Perfect shirt for golf course

1)  Polo shirts

Tees are the first element that springs to mind when considering a golf outfit. Golf has used tee shirts for a very long time. They advance in a line wearing bizarre classic golf shirts. Polo shirts have a look thanks to their traditional collar. The fabric is supple and light, which improves mobility. Additionally, since the fabric becomes heavy with perspiration in the heat, lightweight is quite useful.

2)  Khaki Pants 

Premium golf shirts and khaki pants boost the whole appearance. In addition to being stylish, khaki pants are also highly practical. Any short- or long-length pair of pants that suit you can be chosen. However, short khaki pants are typically selected because it is summer. You can concentrate more on your game if you are wearing comfortable clothing as opposed to obsessing over your appearance.

3)  Hat or visor

Without hats or visors, summer golf attire cannot be considered complete. They shield your eyes as well as you from the sun's rays and heat waves. It keeps the sun's rays from striking your eyes directly. Additionally, it elevates the outfit's style. It is essential to golf equipment. Any outrageous golf shirt pairs wonderfully with it.

4)  Shirts with stripes

Striped shirts are a must-have for summer, don't you think? Additionally, golf has always been a game of style. So this summer, choose a striped shirt to try something different. Striped shirts come in a variety of hues; pick one that complements your personal style. Additionally, high-end premium golf shirts are available in plain and striped styles. Both long and short pants would look great with these striped shirts. 

5)  Dri-fit

In golf, dri-fit golf shirts have proved groundbreaking. It is made with cooling in mind, keeping the body comfortable. Sweating when playing, especially in the summer, might be an obstacle. Dri-fit golf shirts might be very helpful in this situation. Instead of absorbing perspiration as other unique golf shirts do, it transfers it to the surface where it can dissipate. This makes dri-fit golf shirts more convenient to wear and breathable than other shirts.

This summer, you can experiment with a fresh style thanks to all these wardrobe possibilities. Premium golf shirts come in a variety of styles and colors. But make sure the golf shirt you pick also features mobility, breathability, and flexibility. Additionally, choose clothing that makes you feel at ease.

[riverwritez]

golfing motivation.

a/n: ok so this is a small blurb inspired by the videos of Matt golfing with the group the other night…. let’s just say girl was giggling and kicking her feet at how good he looked. Also I’m rusty at writing so be nice to me :) enjoy! (Also this is not edited-)

warnings; none… all fluff!

“Jesus Christ, Matt!” Colby said after Matt had hit the ball with his… unique style of swinging. Matt looked over at the group with a smile as he started to take his white jacket off, walking back over to the group as he set it down next to you. His green and yellow shirt now in view as he adjusted it to his body.

“It’s either really good or really bad!” Matt said as he gripped the club in his right hand as he placed it under the censor, allowing it to give him a new ball.

“Do it again, Matt.” Larry said as he brought his phone out and started to film the boy. Matt took his rings off before he looked at you, pointing his finger at you.

“If this is a good hit, you give me a kiss-“

“Bet!” You said as you leant back in your seat, watching the him as he placed the club on the left side of the ball. He sighed before swinging the club around in a circle, hitting the ball perfectly as it soared through the air, loosing sight of it quickly from how fair it went.

You got up with a sigh as you went up to him, it now being your turn, plus you had an award to give him. “I will be honest, I was praying on your downfall-“

“Oh shut up.” He said as he placed his hand on your cheek, placing his lips on yours. The kiss was quick and gentle, nothing more than a few seconds. But those few seconds got some cheers from the friends you were with.

“Oh Jesus, they’re kissing again Nick-“

“They always do that… you’re surprised?” Nick asked Chris as you laughed at the brothers as Matt flipped them off.

Taking the club from Matt, you stood on the green mat as a ball came out of the dispenser and you placed it in the middle. You had gone golfing with Matt and his family before while visiting in Boston, and had gone to top golf with them on occasion. But you never really knew how to hit the ball.

You didn’t want to ask for help, not wanting to take to long of a time so the others could have their own fun, so you just stood there, placing your hands in various different ways.

Matt was laughing at something Sam had said when he turned back towards you, placing his rings back on, as he saw you messing with the club. A small smile made its way to his face as he walked over to you, placing his hands on your wrist gently, making you jolt back in surprise.

“It’s just me, sorry for scaring you. Can I help?” Matt whispered to you as he moved closer so he had better access to your hands. You nodded in agreement as you allowed your hands and wrist to relax, letting him move them himself. “Put this one here, mhm, and that one right…. here.” he said as he placed your hands on the club that seemed fit and comfortable to swing with.

“Now just bend your legs and you’re good!” He said as he patted your waist and stepped away.

“Promise not to laugh if I miss?” You asked as you tightened your grip on the club and looked at him. You didn’t care about the others and if they laughed, you only cared about impressing your boyfriend even if you both knew that you kinda suck at golf.

“Promise baby.” Matt said as he crossed his arms and nodded at you, giving you the go ahead you didn’t know you needed. You took a deep breathe before swinging the club back and following through as a the sound of the club hitting the ball rang through the air.

“Ooo that was beautiful!” You heard Chris yell as you faced towards the open field, full of golf balls waiting to be picked up, as you watched your ball soar through the air. It wasn’t far, but it was far enough for you to throw your hands up and bounce on your feet as you made your way over to Matt.

“Did you see that?!” You exclaimed as Matt held a wide smile on his face, nodding as he opened his arms for you to fall into.

“I did, baby! That was so good!” Matt giggled as you wrapped your arms around his waist, wrapping his own around your neck, kissing the top of your head as he whispered ‘that’s my girl.’

“You have another shot, girl!” Larry said as you pointed at the screen, showing you that your name was still present on it.

“Wait…. I have to do that again?!” You asked, eyes wide as Matt laughed a bit as he nodded and everyone else giggled at your words. “I hope you guys aren’t wishing for the again, because that shit would take a miracle-“

“Or maybe just a little motivation from Matt…” Jake interrupted as he looked away from you as to direct the attention away from him.

“Don’t you dare give him that idea-“

“I quite like that! Here let me show you again babe..”

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[cipheramnesia]

Part 3: The Death, Rebirth, and Afterlife of Parasite Alice

The Riverside Clinic for Wellness and Long-term Care weathered safely the storms of the burn just as all the worst memories navigate the mindscape unimpeded. The venerable history of the red brick and white trimmed building carried it through the poor and homeless left in squalor to the airy chill of lobotomy and electroshock therapy, two wings wide and three floors tall. Its height well serviced its intent, too short for escape even via a yearning leap from the roof to its concrete driveway.

The persistance of such single-minded enclosure of the divergent mind carried forward to the interior, with mutiply sectioned floors along each wing navigable only through a network of stairwells. A more modern elevator spired through the center of the building, lever operated and gated by iron on all sides. None of the layers of white tile or muted gray carpet or soothing art prints or geometic wall paintings over the years could fully excise the prison lovingly built into the architecture. Inside, it promised no escape. Outside its dignified facade offered warm reassurance that aging loved ones to difficult children and everyone in between would be safely forgotten.

Some part of Alice understood all this as the square black truck complained about stopping at the brick stairs with their awkwardly late addition of a wheel chair accessible ramp, leading to wide white doors set with large windows blocked by gauzy white curtains. The driver helped her out of the car and she said, "I can do it just fine!" before almost falling as her legs wobbled. She didn't like strangers touching her, but now everyone was a stranger and she leaned on a stranger just for the simple task of reaching the door of the building where she will die of cancer.

The doors swung inward to reveal an average man with a surfeit of dignity to his gray peppered mustache and deep, dark eyes beneath a noble high forehead and a gently swept back head of mostly gray hair. His thick belly preceded his wide shoulders into any room, and his hands were noticeably large with thick fingers, moving quickly and nimbly to pull a wheelchair onto the small porch. He wore checked trousers, a pale yellow golf shirt, and his arms were exceptionally hairy.

"So good to meet you," he let one hand overtake his stomach to greet Alice, which she disregarded. "My name is Dr Hopewell, and I'm the administrator here at Riverside. I've heard quite a bit about you, and I wanted to make you comfortable right away. You're quite the special guest!" He smiled away the dignity of his profile.

"I don't need a wheelchair," she said. The driver shrugged and let her go, forcing her to grab to armrests to keep standing. "I'm just tired." She gave daggers out of her eyes to both men before maneuvering herself into the seat. "Don't get used to this."

The driver passed a clipboard over her head. "You gotta sign for the delivery, also initial there... and there. Sign and date there too. Okay, nice knowing you."

Dr. Hopewell was already turning her and rolling her into the building before the driver started the truck. "Don't worry Alice, we'll make sure you have the best of care here. You're a celebrity after all, but there may be a few bumps ahead!" They wheeled past a heavy wood door and a much larger orderly took over, pushing her down the hall then bumping up a flight of stairs.

"We specialize these days in unique individuals like yourself. I understand you won't persue treatment?" She folded her arms and rolled her eyes. "Well, if you change your mind, we can be ready to start immediately." The chair and orderly bumped back down stairs into another long hallway. "But here is your room, and we've put you with someone you should get along with. She's very unique."

The room was small, two beds with a curtain divider, wall mounted TV sets, a closet bathroom, one tall window and a few small sets of sad artificial wood drawers.

Another woman sat in a rolling tube frame chair in the far corner of the room. She was big and soft and still in pajamas, her belly stuck out a bit from under the top, and her sloping shoulders seemed to be a permanent fixture of her slouch while the sweeping curve of her neck to her chin echoed in her faint jawline. Her nose was long and straight and Alice thought it was very fine with her dark black eyes looking a thousand miles away and her arrow straight glossy black hair hanging behind the chair. Alice wondered what it would be like to hold her hand. Would she squeeze hard or gently? Interlaced or fingers to thumb.

She about the woman's hands and lips and eyes enought, it took her longer than it should have to realize the other woman was also shimmering with the golden glow of the burn.

[mokulule]

The Number You Have Called Cannot Be Reached 6

Part 1|Part 2|Part 3|Part 4|Part 5

Ship: Dead on Main (Danny/Jason) Warnings: angst/depression and canon typical violence

Bruce sighed, absently feeling the air on his hands folded in front of his face. He stared unseeingly ahead. His frowned deeply, at a loss of what to do. Worry picked at his self control.

Something was up with Jason. Ever since the other night, something had happened between the thief and Jason. It had left him unsettled and off balance, that much was obvious. They’d all been able to see it.

Now, today, Jason had lost control. He’d been agitated of course, but Bruce hadn’t expected the outburst. Jason was usually good at managing his anger these days, at least in the family. He didn’t get physical with them anymore in anger. Except today Jason had suddenly pulled him up by the shirt, and Bruce had honestly expected him to punch him. Jason had shaken it off, but then he’d fled.

The urge to move, to do something, itched at him. He wanted to get answers, but confronting Jason was out of the question. Their truce was fragile, and it seemed every time he spoke to Jason he said the wrong thing. He didn’t know what to do except control the urge to go after his son. He couldn’t fight his demons for him. He could only try not to make it worse.

And so he sat there, staring, unseeing.

Dick’s footsteps, came down the stairs, easily recognizable: light and almost dancing to a rhythm only he could hear, skipping a step every now and then.

“Hey B, thought you were going golfing with the mayor, keeping up the old appearances and all that” he greeted brightly, as ever immune to Bruce’s mood. Or maybe Alfred sent him down to deal with him, that was also an option.

“Oh I love these,” Dick reached forward over Bruce’s shoulder to grab a protein bar from the backpack. He opened it and started to eat it without hesitation.

“Dick,” Bruce sighed, “this is evidence.”

Dick snorted and leaned on the console so he could look at Bruce. “You’re serious.”

Bruce raised an eyebrow.

Dick snorted again, of course Bruce was serious, then he pulled the backpack over and started rooting through it. Much to Bruce’s exasperation he opened another protein bar.

“Dick, they could be drugged.”

“As if you’d have let me take the first one if that was the case,” Dick mumbled around the mouthful of granola. Bruce mentally conceded the point.

“Anyways,” Dick swallowed and continued, reading the name tag on the inside of the backpack, “Danny Fenton, who’s that?”

Bruce sighed.

“The thief.”

“The Ghost!?” Dick looked up in excitement, “so we have a name now?”

“Presumably, it may not originally have been his backpack.”

“True, doesn’t help much either does it? Danny is very common and Fenton may not be Johnson, but it’s not exactly unique.”

“I haven’t looked it up yet.”

Dick narrowed his eyes.

“This has anything to do with why you’re brooding?”

Silence stretched between them, but Dick could be surprisingly patient when he wanted to. There was no point in dragging things out, it wasn’t a secret, Dick could easily find out through the surveillance if he wanted, Bruce would rather he didn’t.

“Jason was the one who delivered the backpack.”

“Ah.” There was the worried frown Bruce would have liked to avoid. He leaned down a bit to better face Bruce.

“You had a fight?” The question was posed carefully, softly, not betraying any inkling what he thought of that, in a way to gently pry the answer from Bruce, but Bruce knew his eldest son well enough to know he was already mentally running damage control options. That was Dick, always trying to keep their family together tooth and nail. There was a soft pang of appreciation in his chest he couldn’t articulate, instead he focused on the problem at hand.

“He’s convinced the thief needs help, I don’t actually disagree.”

Dick sat back in realization, his eyes flickered to the backpack and its sorry spoils.

“But he could still be working for someone,” Dick recited with a sigh, it was an old lesson. One he knew Jason wouldn’t have appreciated, not if he felt Bruce was dismissing his concerns. “B.”

“I know.”

Do you? Dick’s eyebrows asked, but he had the grace not to actually say it. He clapped Bruce on the shoulder instead, squeezing slightly.

“He’ll warm back up.”

“You think so?” He asked unable to look up at Dick.

“Hey,” Dick said brightly in a way that naturally drew attention to him, “we’ve come back from worse.” And there was that bright smile and that pang of appreciation was back, along with another warm feeling in his chest: hope.

“Well, I gotta get going, I’ve got work tomorrow. Just gotta grab a few more of these.”

And the feeling was gone.

“Dick.”

“We shouldn’t waste perfectly good food, B, also they’re W-Mark exclusives, they don’t have them in Blüdhaven.” He grinned, pockets stuffed with contraband. Invariably reminding Bruce of a younger version with pockets full of candy he’d been denied. Brat already knew he had won. Bruce waved him off with a sigh.

Dick practically skipped towards the stairs. Then he paused.

“Oh and B, if I was you, I’d check the phone at the bottom of the bag. It’s not a brand I recognize.”

With that he was off.

Bruce stared after him. Pride warred with annoyance. He’d been so absorbed in his thoughts he hadn’t even noticed Dick checking out the bag more thoroughly than the cursory look he himself had done when Jason had handed it to him.

He grabbed the bag and rooted around a bit, and just as Dick had said, there was a phone.

He pulled it out, and turned it over in his hands. It was made from dark blue plastic. The logo on the back, a stylized V in front of a globe, wasn’t one he recognized. It looked old and scuffed, had actual buttons and a jarringly small screen when you were used to modern smartphones.

It was also out of power.

With how old it looked, it was unlikely cordless charging was an option. He looked at the bottom edge where there was an actual mini headphone jack, along with what he assumed was the charging port - it wasn’t a type he recognized.

He frowned and got up. He wouldn’t be too late for his meeting with the mayor if he left now, not something he couldn’t brush off as eccentric forgetfulness at least.

He could drop the phone off at Tim’s on the way. Tim would get the phone working one way or another.

Oo o oO

Danny stayed underneath the pavement long after the not-ghost had left. The feeling of almost giving in was a crawling like ants underneath his skin. The threat of almost capture was like a noose around his neck - if they captured him, if they managed to contain him, he would never get home.

Eventually the bone deep tiredness of using his powers too much hit him, and he dragged himself back to his haunt, invisibly and intangibly, because he’d had much too much excitement today. He was raw and empty inside when he dropped onto his blanket pile and rolled up. He would get food some other day. Never mind that he was completely out. It wouldn’t end his existence, just weaken him. Ghosts at the core ran on willpower, and Danny wanted to go home.

A small squeak and rustle, had him opening his eyes a crack and turning his head to look to the far side of the room. There the rat was going his trash, the packaging probably still smelled like food.

He huffed and closed his eyes again. If he got truly desperate he could always eat the rat - It wouldn’t be the worst thing he’d eaten.

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Sorry, it's not the longest part this time, but we got to appreciate a few other characters, yay! Hope you enjoyed, cause Danny sure isn't enjoying himself.

[harrytheehottie]

THE FIVE TIMES YOU KNEW LOVE ON TOUR SCRAPBOOK

thank you for creating this fun challenge @harrystylesgotmefuckedup and to @oh-honey-styles for tagging me <3

1) Which tour stop was your favorite?

London is always the best because it’s home. I also loved Tokyo, Harry went there a few years back and always talked about it and it was sweet to see the city from the POV of someone who loves it so much. We had a few days off before and after the shows so we were able to play tourists which is always fun. 

2) Tour fits! Which was your number one?

Hmmmm… this is hard but the last Wembley show. Heart overalls with no shirt. Delicious.

3) Harry's performed numerous covers on tour. If you had to choose, which has been his best for you? Which song would be a dream cover?

Hopelessly Devoted. I tried to get him to do Summer Lovin’ or really lean into the Danny Zucko of it all and go full Grease Lightin' but luckily for me - I still got what I wanted just a little bit after the show.

4) Lucky you, you've got access to any piece of Harry's merch you'd like. What are you choosing?

Our custom gazelles. That was my idea! It started with the custom final show shirts from the 2018 tour and now every end of tour run he comes up with something unique to give to all the band and crew.

5) Choose your favorite bathroom sign from Love on Tour

Kiwee. I still use it to this day!

6) Which opening act has been your favorite?

Wolf Alice! That was a special request from me - I showed Harry their music back in 2016. If I had a choice they’d be the openers from the very start.

7) You can add any of Harry's songs to the set list from any of his past albums. Which one?

Ever Since New York. You should've seen my reaction when he played it on NYC Night 15. He didn't give me any heads up. I was floored.

8) What are your very own essentials for being away from home on tour?

My work computer and film camera.

9) What's Harry like on tour? Any memorable moments, favorite crowd interactions?

I've been lucky enough to be with Harry through every tour in his career even through the tail end of the band. And I can honestly say this is the most relaxed I have ever seen him on a tour. He has his schedule down to a science. He wakes up in the morning after letting himself have a 'lie-in' (usually is up by 9 which to me is not a lie in but for a man who usually wakes up at 6 it is) we have breakfast together always. It’s a must. And then he’s off to the arena by mid-day while I work but I always make sure to get to the arena early so we can watch the opener together. And then I give him his space to do his ~rituals~ and watch the show from the back or the bleachers. One fun fact that not many would know is as soon as he gets out of a show and back to the hotel or home it’s straight to the treadmill to perform the show through one more time. So it’s a good 90 minutes before he’s in bed again. I wouldn’t have it any other way.

10) In honor of Harry's 30th birthday: Harry played at Acrisure Arena in Thousand Palms, CA on his 29th birthday. Aside from the show, how did the two of you celebrate?

This was nice because I didn’t have to actually plan the party! We had an afters at the arena filled with lots of cake from Hansen’s. We snuck into the golf course at the Madison once we got back to where we were staying - a very drunk yet memorable decision.

this was so fun ❤️ im going to upload more of this story but it’s nice to just see them through the years this way as well. tagging @didhewinkback @for-fucks-sake-h @gucciwins @andwhenshesays @harry-on-broadway @hslllot 🤪 and honestly anyone who writes and want to do one of these !!!!

[cdyssey]

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Spoilers under the cut!

first episode I’ve gotten to watch live. :’) I cannot believe how fast I’ve fallen for this show.

KEEGAN MICHAEL KEY!! He’s looking so good.

I love that because elsbeth isn’t a whodunnit, the show can get away with casting insane guest stars for the culprits since it’s the “showcase role.”

It’s kind of delicious that Mr. and Mrs. Hayes are mutually down to murder akaksowkskwksosn—and in fact, it’s implied that this is far from the first time they’ve had to get rid of someone the hard way.

Relatedly, kudos to the creators and writers. all of the culprits have felt unique in their motivations, personalities, and skill sets so far.

“A long line of honorable men have worn this watch, and you desecrated it with that abominable dance.” FJSDJJS, god, Keegan is so funny.

THAT BLUE BLAZER AND PINK SHIRT!! The bucket hat!!!!

I appreciate that they’ve been consistent with having some of the detectives start to recur! Makes the show’s world start to feel lived in.

Both Donnelly and Kaya, shocked to hell: “You’re married?!”

Lol, Mr. Hayes is a sloppy murderer. He doesn’t try to look bothered at ALL.

Elsbeth housewarming party! Yay!!!

“People doing stupid stuff at a wedding—like having them! Sorry, bad divorce.” Gdkwkqkqkkw

I like how Detective Donnelly has clearly softened up a bit—she even seems a little fond of Elsbeth.

LOL @ THE BRUTAL CUT TO KEEGAN CONFESSING ABOUT THE AFFAIR ANSNSNANSNSNS. The show knew they had a comedian on their hands, and they were going to treat him well.

Ooooh, Keegan’s character knowing Claudia. Interesting.

Elsbeth’s dancing outfit!! The leg warmers!! The blue barrette!!!

Kaya and Elsbeth going out for a lady’s night!!

“A clown emoji was used.” [Cue Kaya laughing fondly.] 😭

ELSBETH NERVOUSLY TRYING TO SHUFFLE MONEY TOWARDS CAPRI HELP ME.

Ugh, love that coat on Kaya

I’m going to ignore the elsbeth would love to be Kaya’s mother-in-law quote for reasons.

Anyway, for totally unrelated reasons, do Kaya and elsbeth have a ship name yet. I’ve been calling them kayabeth in my head

Yay!! Love that Teddy’s gay.

Apparently, he doesn’t fall for kind or honest people

FJSDJDJSJ, elsbeth sticking the beer bottle near the golf cart pedal. She’s so fucking wild.

“Oh, you’re no dummy. I could tell that right away.” I love the moments when Elsbeth’s ruthlessness comes through.

The deputy(?) Dave might be the one covering up the Flair-All thing.

That rainbow sweater and the jacket Elsbeth originally had over it was a gay ass fit <3

Sorry, this case is bringing up some stuff.” Lmao, I like Donnelly. Her dryness is fun.

Omgg, Hayes and Elsbeth DANCING!! AKQKWKQOQOKSJS, Carrie Preston is a master of physical comedy

This was just an excuse to get Keegan Michael Key to dance and I love it

THAT CARTWHEEL WKWKDKWNSN

I love that they’re genuinely having fun together. One of the biggest draws of the show to me is the unique relationships that Elsbeth has with the culprits of the episodes. She’s out to get them, sure, but she takes great pains to understand them too.

THE WATCH!!!!! That was such a fun set-up.

Kaya is so fucking pretty.

The fact that she got Elsbeth a hook for all her tote bags. 🥺 A pragmatic and thoughtful gift.

OMG, THE DJ SON FROM THE SECOND EP! Nice continuity.

this apartment is goddamn gorgeous. All those windows feel very elsbeth.

WAGNER CONFRONTING HER!!!!!!! HHHHHHGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

DON’T DO THIS AT HER HOUSEWARMING PARTY!

Lieutenant Noonan… omg, I called it… but now that Wagner is saying the same thing, I’m back to the drawing board on whether I think it’s true or not yet. They’re doing a nice job of continuing to pull this tension in different directions.

This was a very fun episode. Keegan made for a great culprit, and there was a lot of awesome work in fleshing out different characters/dynamics in the main cast.

I’m so charmed by this show. 😭

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When Did Preppy Become a Trend?

Fashion trends come and go, but some styles endure, becoming more than just a fleeting fad. The preppy style is one such enduring trend, characterized by its clean-cut, Ivy League-inspired aesthetic. But when did preppy become a trend, and how has it evolved over the decades? To answer these questions, we need to take a closer look at the origins and significant milestones in the history of preppy fashion.

The Origins of Preppy Style

The roots of preppy fashion can be traced back to the late 19th and early 20th centuries, closely associated with the Ivy League universities in the Northeastern United States. This region became a hub for elite education, and with it, a distinct style emerged among students.

The Ivy League Influence

Ivy League schools such as Harvard, Yale, and Princeton cultivated a unique culture, combining academic excellence with a penchant for sports and extracurricular activities. Students adopted a wardrobe that was both functional and stylish, characterized by items like blazers, polo shirts, sweaters, khakis, and loafers. This look was not just about fashion; it was a reflection of a lifestyle that valued tradition, discipline, and a sense of community.

The Rise of Sportswear

In the 1920s and 1930s, preppy style began to incorporate elements of sportswear. Tennis, sailing, and golf were popular among the Ivy League set, and their attire for these activities influenced mainstream fashion. The tennis sweater, for example, became a staple in the preppy wardrobe, symbolizing both athleticism and sophistication.

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Preppy Style in the Mid-20th Century

The 1950s and 1960s marked a significant period for the popularization of preppy fashion. During this time, the style transcended its Ivy League origins and gained traction across the United States.

The Birth of the "Preppy Handbook"

In 1980, "The Official Preppy Handbook" was published, a tongue-in-cheek guide to the preppy lifestyle. Authored by Lisa Birnbach, the book became a bestseller and brought preppy culture into the mainstream. It covered everything from fashion to etiquette, solidifying the preppy aesthetic as a recognizable and desirable trend.

Key Fashion Brands

Several fashion brands played pivotal roles in popularizing preppy style. Brands like Brooks Brothers, Ralph Lauren, and J. Press became synonymous with preppy fashion, offering high-quality clothing that epitomized the Ivy League look. These brands emphasized timeless designs, premium materials, and a commitment to craftsmanship, further cementing the preppy style as a symbol of sophistication.

The Evolution of Preppy Fashion

As with any trend, preppy fashion has evolved over the years, adapting to changing societal norms and fashion sensibilities. However, its core elements have remained consistent, ensuring its lasting appeal.

The 1980s and 1990s: Preppy Goes Mainstream

The 1980s saw an explosion of preppy fashion in popular culture. Films like "The Great Gatsby," "Dead Poets Society," and "Love Story" depicted characters embodying the preppy look, influencing a generation of fashion enthusiasts. The 1990s continued this trend, with television shows like "Saved by the Bell" and "Clueless" showcasing preppy styles.

The 2000s: A Modern Twist

In the 2000s, preppy fashion underwent a modern makeover. Designers began incorporating bolder colors, patterns, and updated silhouettes while staying true to the classic preppy elements. Brands like Tommy Hilfiger and Vineyard Vines brought a playful yet polished approach to preppy fashion, appealing to a new generation of preppy lovers.

The Resurgence of Preppy Fashion Today

In recent years, preppy fashion has experienced a resurgence, thanks in part to a renewed interest in nostalgia and vintage styles. Social media platforms like Instagram and TikTok have also played a role in reviving preppy aesthetics, with influencers and fashion enthusiasts sharing their takes on the timeless trend.

Sustainable Preppy

Today's preppy fashion is also embracing sustainability. Many brands are prioritizing eco-friendly materials and ethical production practices, aligning with the values of modern consumers. This shift ensures that preppy fashion remains relevant and desirable in a world increasingly focused on sustainability.

Gender-Neutral Preppy

Another notable evolution is the move towards gender-neutral preppy fashion. Traditional preppy styles are being reimagined to be inclusive and versatile, allowing individuals of all genders to embrace the aesthetic. This inclusivity has broadened the appeal of preppy fashion, making it accessible to a wider audience.

Why Preppy Fashion Endures

The enduring popularity of preppy fashion can be attributed to several factors:

Timeless Appeal: Preppy fashion is built on classic, clean lines and versatile pieces that never go out of style. Its timeless appeal ensures that it remains relevant across generations.

Versatility: Preppy fashion effortlessly transitions from casual to formal settings, making it suitable for a variety of occasions. This versatility adds to its enduring charm.

Quality and Craftsmanship: Preppy fashion emphasizes high-quality materials and meticulous craftsmanship. This commitment to excellence resonates with consumers who value durability and elegance.

Cultural Icon: Preppy fashion is more than just clothing; it's a cultural icon that represents a lifestyle rooted in tradition, sophistication, and a sense of community.

Embrace the Preppy Trend

Whether you're a long-time preppy lover or new to the trend, there's no denying the allure of preppy fashion. Its rich history, evolution, and enduring appeal make it a style worth celebrating. So, why not embrace the preppy trend and add a touch of timeless sophistication to your wardrobe?

From classic blazers to crisp polo shirts, preppy fashion offers endless possibilities for creating polished and stylish looks. And with its resurgence in today's fashion landscape, there's no better time to dive into the world of preppy fashion.

Conclusion

Preppy fashion has come a long way since its Ivy League origins, evolving into a timeless and versatile trend that continues to capture the hearts of fashion enthusiasts worldwide. Its enduring appeal lies in its classic aesthetic, commitment to quality, and ability to adapt to changing times.

So, when did preppy become a trend? It all started in the hallowed halls of Ivy League universities and has since blossomed into a global fashion phenomenon. As we look to the future, one thing is certain: preppy fashion is here to stay, offering a perfect blend of tradition, sophistication, and contemporary flair.

Embrace the preppy trend and join the ranks of preppy lovers who appreciate the timeless elegance and enduring charm of this iconic style.

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The influence of the so-called Ljubljana School stretches well beyond its Central European roots and its Franco-German seed long predates the planetary notoriety of its most prominent member, Slavoj Žižek. Somehow metaphysically appropriate, it is neither a school nor an official entity of any type, and its members insist the name is something that the outside world imposed on them. There is no building, but there is a unique blend of German Idealism, Lacanian psychoanalysis and Marx, the amalgam of which is used to probe everything from film and music to politics, economics, violence and even tickling. Jokes too play a big role in the Ljubljana School’s popularity, but small as Slovenia and its population of 2 million may be, Žižek is not so easy to find. Like Hegel, the man is hard to get a hold of. On any given day he (Žižek, not Hegel) is as likely to be giving a lecture in Montana as South Korea, exchanging letters with the members of Pussy Riot or Skyping with Julian Assange. London’s Royal Opera House has commissioned four operas inspired by his writings. An attempt to track down the Slovenian thinker meant a personal detour through a botched e-mail address, a Labor Day holiday in Venice, one missed flight, a Metelkova late night, a flat bicycle tire and just a taste of duty-free Glenlivet. Suddenly it was Sunday evening before an early morning flight, and my hopes for a meeting Žižek were going the way of Yugoslavia. Then, the phone rang. “Oh, hi, yes, this is Slavoj… Slavoj Žižek.” The next morning at the Union Cafe, he enters sporting a Lacoste golf shirt and a book by philosopher and “friend” Alain Badiou. Žižek places his cell phone on the table, since he is waiting for a call from “some idiot at DHL” about a delivery. We order coffee and begin talking. The cafe’s business model doesn’t quite work. Žižek was recently married. He just got back from a weekend in Venice. The Slovenian prime minister is to resign that very day. How does he, a Lacanian-Hegelian-Marxist philosopher from little Ljubljana, account for his global success? “Communist oppression,” he says.

Benjamin Cunningham, from his essay “Breakfast with Zizek”, January 26, 2015, Published in BODY

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GALLERY: Check out the special Miami GP helmet designs by Sargeant Gasly Verstappen and more

Formula 1 has descended upon the Sunshine State for the highly anticipated second edition of the Miami Grand Prix, and a few drivers – including Florida native Logan Sargeant – will be rocking some superbly creative one-off helmet designs this weekend. Logan Sargeant The American will technically have three home races this season – with Austin and Las Vegas to come later in the year – but it does not get closer to home than in the state you were born in, and in the city you used to race karts as a child. And he will be sporting a new helmet this weekend that, while having similar colours to his usual lid, features some local touches, such as the palm trees, the huge Miami sign plastered across the front and more. READ MORE: Williams driver Sargeant says first race on home circuit in Miami a ‘big hurdle to climb’ Pierre Gasly Pink is a colour that is often associated with Miami, and Gasly’s one-off lid features a heavy dose of it on his special design. It also features a touch of sky blue, another colour associated with Miami, with his logo plastered all around his helmet. Alex Albon The Williams driver is known to be quite a keen golfer, it also helps that his partner Lily Muni He is a professional. And in tribute to the golf balls he hits on the fairway, his helmet is designed like one this weekend. Also, if you haven’t already, check out his acting skills in the helmet launch video on his socials. IT'S RACE WEEK: 5 storylines we're excited about ahead of the Miami Grand Prix Esteban Ocon Like his team mate, Ocon’s one-off helmet also features a heavy dose of pink and sky blue, but in a much darker tone. In a simple design, you can see palm trees, a staple in Miami, drawn around the sides and back, and the American flag at the top. Lando Norris Norris caught the eye with his basketball designed helmet for last year’s Miami GP. So he went away and thought about how he could top that this year. Having thought long and hard about it, he decided that instead of a basketball, he would go for a beach ball, and it looks incredible. PADDOCK INSIDER: Why the F1 drivers and fans are pumped for Miami’s sophomore Grand Prix Max Verstappen Last year’s winner in Miami has brought his own unique style this weekend, and while it is a similar design to his usual helmet, it features some different colours. And like many of his counterparts, he has gone with those that best represent Miami, namely pink and both sky and dark blue. READ MORE: Verstappen enjoys Friday practice after topping FP2 while team mate Perez laments tough start in Miami Kevin Magnussen As a member of the lone American team in the paddock, it is only right that Magnussen brought his own special helmet design for the weekend. The Dane has traded in his usual red for a navy blue and white number that features a huge letter K painted on the sides and the back. We will let you figure out what that stands for. Charles Leclerc & Carlos Sainz Ferrari have gone for the double launch, as both drivers have brought their own special designs for the weekend. Leclerc has traded in his usual red for a white layout this weekend, that features a flowery Hawaiiain shirt pattern style. On the other hand, Sainz has stuck to his usual dark theme, although the Spaniard has added in some Miami vice colours, but in metallic form. MUST-SEE: Leclerc ends second practice for the Miami GP in the barriers with late crash Nico Hulkenberg Hulkenberg is racing in Miami for the first time, and he has brought his own unique touch on the weekend. It seems he has gone for a heavy palm tree theme on his lid, as it also matches what he was wearing upon entering the paddock on Thursday. via Formula 1 News https://www.formula1.com

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Golf Pants for Women: The Perfect Blend of Function and Fashion

Golf pants for women are often overlooked when it comes to fashion and style. However, they offer a unique blend of function and fashion that is perfect for the golf course. Not only do they provide the necessary coverage and comfort needed to play a round of golf, but they also come in a variety of stylish designs that can be dressed up or down.

One of the key features of womens golf pants is their comfort. Made from lightweight and stretchy materials, they allow for a full range of motion without feeling constricting. This is essential for a sport like golf where proper form and technique are crucial for success. Golf pants for women also come with built-in moisture-wicking technology that helps to keep you cool and dry on hot days, as well as UPF protection to shield you from harmful UV rays.

But function isn't the only factor to consider when choosing golf pants for women. They also come in a variety of stylish designs that can be dressed up or down. From sleek and streamlined to classic and traditional, there is a golf pant style to suit every personal preference.

Golf pants for women also offer a versatility that other pants simply can't match. They can be dressed up with a blouse and heels for a business meeting or dressed down with a t-shirt and sneakers for a casual outing. This versatility makes them a perfect choice for women who want to look stylish and put-together no matter where their day takes them.

Another advantage of golf pants for women is their durability. Made from high-quality materials, they are built to withstand the wear and tear of the golf course. This means they will last longer than other types of pants, making them a smart investment for any golfer.

So, if you're a woman who loves golf and wants to look and feel your best on the course, consider investing in a pair of golf pants. They offer the perfect blend of function and fashion, making them a must-have for any woman's golf wardrobe. Whether you're a beginner or a seasoned pro, golf pants for women are sure to help you look and feel your best as you take on the links.

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Grateful Dead Phil Lesh "Thanks for Your Music" T-Shirt: Remembering the Legendary Bassist

Celebrate Phil Lesh's great contributions with the "Thanks for Your Music" T-shirt —a must-have for any Grateful Dead fan. This shirt pays tribute to Phil's legacy and profound influence on the band's music.

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Highlights: The "Thanks for Your Music" shirt features unique graphics inspired by Phil Lesh's legendary role in the Grateful Dead. The bold lettering and classic styling make this shirt stand out against the soft fabric, showing the fan community's respect for the band.

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