#Common mistakes in golf

[onsunnyside]

.♡ ⃗ 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫 (𝟏/𝟓)

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 | best friend!JJ Maybank x reader (College AU)

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 | fluff, friends-to-lovers, college au, non-canon ages, ‘lessons in love & pleasure’ trope, kook!reader, size difference, shy!reader, inexperienced & virgin!reader, clumsy!reader, cute first kisses.

♫ ·ﾟ𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝗪/𝗖 | 3.97K

𝗔/𝗡 | and here we go !! this is my first obx series, so pls wish me luck, also note that this is a college au, meaning all characters are 21+. this will be angst-free, just a fluffy fic about two friends falling in love, starring a charming blond surfer. i'd love to hear your thoughts about this so far. as always, all mistakes are my own. ☼ 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐊𝐨-𝐟𝐢 ☼

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 & 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲: @𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲

˗ˏˋ 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭ˎˊ˗ ⋰˚ 𝐎𝐁𝐗 (& 𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐬) 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

The rays of the sun beam down, burning your heated face as you exit the building. Hurriedly stuffing your uniform in your bag, you rush down the stairs and toward the main campus. You weave between students, nearly tripping while anxiously checking the time on your phone. 

A few minutes late wasn’t that bad. You didn’t expect your professor to take the entire period given that it was the last day before spring break. It would’ve been more bearable if you had any friends in that class, but none of them showed. Perhaps you should’ve done the same and got a headstart on break too, or at least a full eight hours of sleep for the first time in months. 

Approaching the common area, the familiar sound of the fountain meets your ears amongst the chatter and laughter from your peers. 

Your eyes fall on a familiar blond, a toothpick between his teeth as he mindlessly scrolls through his cell phone. He stands out amongst the sea of plaid skirts, ties and blazers, wearing a backwards cap, cargo shorts and a tank top, his toned arms as sunkissed as ever. You call his name and break into a skip.

“If it isn’t the smartest gal I know…” You melt in his hold, that signature coastal citrusy scent washing over you like waves on a shore. After one final squeeze, he pulls away, his blue eyes flickering down to your feet. “And she still doesn’t remember to tie her damn shoes.”

“I was already running late, I couldn’t stop!” 

He rolls his eyes and drops to one knee, bringing your foot to the other, “yeah, and what would’ve happened if you tripped? Or got stuck in an escalator? Or tangled in some wild vines?” He asks, quickly tying both your laces. 

“Too late for one of those…” You pull up the hem of your dress, exposing the mismatched bandaids on both your knees. 

“Did you try to walk and chew gum at the same time?”

You huff, “actually, I got it while golfing. The tall grass is really misleading.” 

Your mother had scolded you for the grass stains on your new shoes, yet another pair just victim to your clumsiness, much like everything else you own. 

As expected, JJ’s mood sours at the mention of Figure 8. Years after that kegger incident, JJ was still very bitter towards anything Kook-related. He didn’t want to hear about Rafe and his crew and almost turned red at the mere mention of their names. He tolerated you, Sarah and Kie talking about Midsummers, and was absolutely zero help when you were discussing dresses and crowns. 

“Who was there?”

“Just my dad, Sarah and Mr. Cameron.” 

JJ hums, peering up at you through his lashes. “Anyone else?”

You cross your arms, “Rafe never comes if that’s what you’re asking. He’s too busy working for his dad, and is probably halfway across the world, sipping on Dom Pérignon by the beach.” 

“Yeah, I guess it’s not like he asked you to join him… again.”

A loud sigh falls from your lips, “That was one time! And he didn’t even ask, Mr. Cameron wanted me to check on him and make sure he wasn’t blowing profits on new bikes or drugs.” 

JJ drops it after that, he could say anything he wanted but that wouldn’t impact your relationship with the Camerons. Since your parents owned and operated the Island Club, and rich people liked other rich people. 

Your entire childhood was spent on Figure 8 alongside Sarah and the rest of the Kooks. You were grateful to live so comfortably, never having to worry about bills or losing electricity for days on end, but you’ve always envied the Pogues. Their freedom and exciting adventures were so different from the lonely box you were born in. 

With years of friendship between you and the rest of the Pogues, your mother still referred to them as ‘those kids from The Cut.’ 

Your father, on the other hand, had a soft spot for them—especially JJ because of their shared love for cars and motorbikes. There have been a few times that you’ve caught them messing around in the garage after JJ left for more snacks and drinks, practically abandoning you all by the pool for some grease and engines. 

Although he liked the blond boy, you know your father would disapprove of the many nights he’s sneaked through your window for a little sleepover. You were used to it now, sharing a bed with your best friend was a regular occurrence. It was platonic, even when you’d wake up in each other’s arms, tucked close. 

JJ’s morning voice never failed to make you all fuzzy inside. 

“Hello? Are you gonna get on or does the princess need help?” 

Ignoring his remark, you quickly straddle his bike and wince at the dull pain in your thigh, “I also got a nasty bruise that day—note to self, never try to retrieve golf balls from deceitful tall grass again.” 

He chuckles and twists around, “poor baby, want me to kiss it better?” 

As if the sun had solely focused on you, your whole body heats up, a warmth fluttering in your belly as your mind searches for a response. 

“I-I, uhm…oh, I—”

JJ laughs loud with a dimpled grin, “Why don’t you think about it and tell me later? We’re already running late and you know how Pope is with that.”

The Wreck is busy this time of day, every seat filled with college students and Tourons as waiters zoom from table to table. The delicious smell of seafood clouds the air and loud conversations drown out the radio. Sunshine pours from the windows, bathing the nautical decorations in an orange glow. Fishnets, brass ship wheels, and various hand-painted signs hang on the walls, strung up alongside fairy lights and ceiling fans. 

You and JJ beeline for your designated spot, the booth all the way in the corner of the restaurant. As suspected, everyone is already there apart from Kie, you side in next to Pope and exchange gleeful greetings. 

“And she lives! After that tumble at the golf course, I’m surprised you don’t have a cast or something.” Sarah snorts, the memory of you literally disappearing in the grass replaying in her head. “How’d your mom take it?”

You pout, “She was more concerned with my dirty clothes than my injuries,” and your bruised ego, “can you believe it?” 

You’re met with mumbles of ‘yes’ and ‘of course,’ everyone awfully aware of your mother’s obsession with the picture-perfect image. If she had it her way, she would dress you every day to show off that Kook status, she’d put you in pastel prints, ironed polos, and hand-shined shoes. A part of you knows that the only thing stopping her from dressing you like a doll was your clumsiness, a saving grace disguised as aches and bandaids. 

Her overbearing nature was also to blame for your timid heart, sometimes you were too scared to do any wrong that you wouldn’t do anything at all. Looming fear kept you in that box of solitude, unfulfilled expectations and thrills made you shrink away. As a child, you never had the confidence to speak up and often went with whatever your mother said, but that was until you met the Pogues. They helped you get out of your shell and introduced you to new experiences, they were the most patient and caring people you’ve met, and you wouldn’t trade their friendship for the world. 

Out of the corner of your eye, Sarah and John B exchange a few chaste kisses. You immediately turn away, jumping into a conversation about Kie’s whereabouts with Pope. 

“Her dad needed a hand, hopefully, she’ll be back with our food soon.” He answers and slides a glass in front of you, “she got this for you.” 

It was your favourite smoothie flavour. You don’t waste any time and take a long sip, the sweet berries melting on your tongue, a momentary distraction from feeling so different from your friends. 

Under your mother’s watchful eye, you never dared to step out of line and that has led you to being terribly inexperienced in everything dating-related. While your friends were partying and earning their stripes, you were watching from the sidelines and fumbling every opportunity that came your way. You tried to forget all those people who have pursued you, their texts unanswered and calls ignored. 

You shake away those thoughts, “Did any of you have class today?” 

Sarah flips her blond hair over her shoulder, “All my uniforms were in the wash, so it really wasn’t my fault. If private universities didn’t have mandatory uniforms… I still probably wouldn’t have gone.” 

You and Sarah went to the same campus, but your schedules were far different. You could barely remember your own, let alone keep track of hers too. 

Your gaze slowly shifts from each of their faces, “even you, Pope?”

“In my defence, I’m way ahead in all my courses, I could afford to miss a day.” 

“Hmm… And does your dad know?” You tut, tilting your head. 

He stares back at you, “Does your dad know you let Sarah and John B spend their anniversary in the country club after hours?”

Across the table, Sarah’s jaw drops. “You said you wouldn’t tell anyone!” 

“I didn’t! Only you and he know.” You point to her boyfriend who was blinking owlishly. 

John B raises his hands, going rigid under his girlfriend’s glare. “I only told JJ.”

All eyes land on the blond, a paper crane napkin in his hands. “Hm? Oh yeah, I told Pope and Kie.” 

“No secrets between Pogues.” They both high-five over your head. 

You deflate, covering your face. “Don’t tell anyone else, okay? I don’t want to accidentally start some under-the-table business renting the club… My mom would kill me.” 

JJ coos, rubbing up and down your back. “Hey, it’s no different than Sarah lending Ward’s yacht to Pope when he wanted to impress that Touron…” He shrieks when a hand slaps the back of his head, knocking his hat to the ground.

“Idiot! No one knew about that!”

“I think we can all agree that JJ is just terrible at keeping secrets. Can’t trust him with anything.” 

You giggle and sip on your smoothie, half-listening to John B’s rant about some customers at the surf shop. JJ sticks a straw in your cup and drinks too, cheekily bumping your foreheads together, his pretty blue eyes locked onto yours. 

You find it hard to turn away, your gaze drifting over his face. From his strong nose to his cheekbones carrying a slight sunburn to his defined jaw. He flashes a grin, those stupid dimples making you a little flustered. 

JJ was a natural flirt, he could make anyone swoon, he showered his friends in platonic love and affection—hugs, cuddles, kisses, you name it and he’s done it to each of you. He’s dated around the island but those relationships never lasted long enough to get serious, and they’ve never been introduced to your group either. 

You’ve always wondered what he was like as a boyfriend, if he was as sweet with his partners as he was with all of you, if that tenderness bled into all his actions. He wore his heart on his sleeve in the most admirable of ways, although he was hotheaded and troubled, you’ve always felt safe with him. 

You pull away, squeezing your eyes shut, “agh! Brain freeze!” 

He snorts, bringing you forward for a sloppy kiss on your forehead, his cold lips against your warm skin. “Maybe you shouldn’t drink so quickly, ya dummy.” 

Kie finally joins the rest of you a while later, bringing trays of fresh food and more drinks before sitting beside John B. Her long brown hair is up in a bun, loose strands frame her face, “Just letting you all know, I expect a mighty fine tip today and everyone is helping me clean up after closing.”  

“Might as well take my kidney while you’re at it.” JJ speaks through a mouthful of fries, “we’re supposed to relax today.”

“And I don’t feel like getting elbow-deep in dirty dishes if I’m not being paid for it,” John B adds. 

“These free meals say different. C’mon, my dad promised he’d try not to disturb me this week if we get this place spotless for spring break.” She looks at you, brown eyes pleading, “I’ll get you a smoothie to go.”

“I mean… it’s a small price to pay for a week of freedom, right?”

“Not guaranteed freedom.”

JJ leans towards you, “don’t say yes.” 

“There’s six of us, we could get it done in one hour or even less if we work fast!” 

“I guess that’s true.” You agree, despite JJ’s protests. 

“Sunshine, no—if you stay, I’m gonna have to stay too.” 

Kie calls your name, reaching over to physically turn you towards her. “Don’t look at him. If you stay, he’ll stay, same goes for Sarah and John B, and well… Pope will stay regardless because he doesn’t have a choice.” 

Pope pulls a face, “excuse me?”

Truthfully, you were going to stay anyway, but it does make you a little bashful knowing that JJ wouldn’t leave without you. 

“Okay, I’ll stay.”

“Same here.” Sarah decides, earning a huff from her boyfriend, “And just for your attitudes, the guys have to clean the deep fryers.”

“Including Pope.” 

“I didn’t even say anything!” 

After thoroughly cleaning The Wreck, the night concludes with a movie marathon at the Chateau. Pope keeps his streak of picking the best movies and chooses a trilogy you haven’t seen before. Bowls of snacks and beer cans litter the floor, and a half-finished pizza sits on the coffee table. Sarah and John B share one couch, and Kie and Pope are sprawled on the floor atop cushions and blankets, while you and JJ are tucked into the smallest couch, your legs over his lap. 

As the opening credits roll on the screen, everyone takes the opportunity to do more catching up. Kie talks about cleaning up some beaches with other volunteers and her most recent trip off the island, a small project with a group of marine wildlife rescuers. She even shows a bunch of pictures of her with baby turtles. 

John B and JJ talk about their co-owned surf shop, “We caved and hired extra help.”

“Finally!” Kie exclaims, “If you and JJ were running that shop alone any longer, it would go bankrupt, you’re both so fucking lazy.”

“Hey, I’m a great employee. I just got employee of the month actually.” JJ defends. 

“You shouldn’t be proud of that if it’s only you two. You literally just vote for each other every month,” Sarah states knowingly. 

You, Sarah and Pope don’t have much to say about your college careers, except for the lack of sleep and dependence on caffeine. It’s not very exciting, but Pope’s story about his professor who only attends class in socks makes you a little thankful for your overly strict school. 

The marathon goes on, and the conversation dies down by the end of the second movie. Someone’s soft snoring flows over the steamy soundtrack and for the umpteenth time tonight, you look away as the two leads share a passionate kiss. At least it wasn’t another sex scene. 

As your best friend, JJ could read you like a book. He knew you from the inside out, he could tell what you were thinking before you even said it, and he knew all of those humiliating secrets that kept you up at night. One of them being your lack of experience. When you confessed that, he told you it wasn’t something to be ashamed of, everyone moves at different paces and lives different lives—but kissing?

“You’ve never been kissed?” 

You cover your face, embarrassment flooding in. “You don’t have to say it like that!” 

“I’m not—I’m not teasing.” His smile says differently. He easily pulls your hands down, holding them in his lap, “it’s just not what I was expecting.” 

He generally knew you weren’t the most experienced in intimacy and relationships, and that’s partly why he was so protective of you. Even at crowded parties and in his drunken state, he’d keep an eye on you, watching out for any creeps. Unbeknownst to you, it was an unspoken rule between the Pogues to treat you a little softer, a little sweeter because they all know how sensitive you were. 

But he figured you’ve kissed someone before. Maybe some lucky kid from Figure 8 or a dude from your private school. 

“I know, I know. You probably find it so funny.” You huff and roll your eyes, “laugh all you want, jerk.”

And to your chagrin, he does but quickly apologizes. “Sorry, sorry. Okay, maybe it’s a little funny. But not in a bad way! It’s actually cute.”

Cute? 

“It’s adorable.” He cups your face, “itty bitty baby hasn’t had her first kiss… not even with that poster in your bedroom?”

Your chest warms as he pinches and pulls both of your cheeks, puckering your lips when you try to speak, “...posh-ers don’t ha’ tongues.” 

“Oh, so you wanna French kiss for your first time? Didn’t think you were that type of girl, sunshine.”

You push him back and try to scoot away, making do with whatever sliver of space you can manage between the two of you, but he doesn’t let you get far. Keeping you in place with his hands on your hips. 

“You’re telling me, aside from no one taking you on a date before, no one has asked to kiss you either?”

“JJ, you know my parents. My mom is so hard to please, I can’t imagine bringing someone home for her approval. And I had opportunities but… I kept getting too nervous.” 

He’s quiet for a moment, his gaze tracing over your face. You hadn’t realized how close he was until now, you could count his every eyelash and his every freckle. 

“I could help you out.” 

A lump appears in your throat, it would silence your words if you could think of any but you can’t. Too caught up in his deep voice as it repeats in your head, again and again like a broken record.

“You trust me, right? You know me, I’m not—I’m not some guy you just met. Not that there’s anything wrong with that. If you wanted to, uh, kiss someone you just met, go ahead.” He reassures, “but I don’t think you want to do that.” 

JJ was so awfully sentimental when it came to his friendships. His several shoe boxes of polaroids, tickets and trinkets under his bed said enough about his love for nostalgia. He was always one to take a chance, to live in a moment for as long as he could, and to find the positives in any situation, even the worst ones. 

Years down the line, he never leaves the house without the silver zippo that you got him on a trip with your parents. It was easy to find something for each of your friends from your weeks-long stay in Europe: jewelry for Sarah and Kie, a first edition copy of a novel for Pope, and a vintage compass for John B, but you were stumped when it came to JJ. 

You saved his gift for last, long after everyone else had fallen asleep, the mess of your celebratory return littering the backyard in empty beer bottles and confetti. He bugged you all night, eager for his special little something.  

“Don’t open your eyes.” 

“...Mhm, I’m having trouble keeping ‘em open.”

You placed the zippo in his hand and stepped back, “Okay, just feel it.”

He passed it between his hands, dragging his fingers over the cold metal until he popped it open, “a lighter?”

You nearly turned away when your nerves started bubbling and you’re thankful you didn’t, or else you would’ve missed his reaction. To this day, you’ve never seen him smile so wide or his eyes light up that bright at the sight of his initials and P4L ingrained in the silver. 

He’s just JJ, one of your best friends in the entire world. 

Deciding to take this opportunity before it slips away, you nod and his lips meet yours. He starts with little pecks, soft and sweet like cotton candy, and they slowly drag into short kisses. Putting a bit of intensity behind it, his tongue swipes along your bottom lip, but you don’t get the hint until he gently thumbs at your chin, just barely pulling your lips apart. He tastes like beer and a bit of weed, and his lips are softer than they look. 

He’s slow and steady, letting you get used to the feel of him. You exhale in his mouth and shyly follow his lead, hoping he can’t hear your heart hammering in your chest. You don’t know if it’s the sweet rush of his lips against yours, or if this is how it feels to kiss someone for the first time, but you feel like you’ll float away. 

Before you know it, he pulls away and presses his forehead against yours. 

“You can breathe while we kiss.” He chuckles, nudging your nose with his, “don’t want you passing out on me, sunshine.” 

You realize how lightheaded you feel and gasp for air, subconsciously licking your lips to taste him again. In a daze, you breathe in and out, briefly wondering if it felt like this to kiss just anyone. 

One of his hands slips behind your neck and the other falls to your thigh, warm and gentle. “Do you want to stop?” 

You glance at your friends, still passed out on the floor and other couches, the movie playing dully in the background. “No?”

“Are you asking me or telling me?”

“No.” You repeat, firmer this time. “I don’t want to stop. Pl-Please don’t stop.” 

How could JJ deny you? Especially when you ask so dreamily with that glazed look in your eyes. He fights the urge to pull you into his lap and touch you all over and be the first person to make you into a pretty mess, to feel you in a way no one else has before. He connects your lips again, taking the lead and slipping his tongue into your mouth. 

The unmistakable wet noises cause tingles to course all over your body, from your toes to the tips of your fingers clasped in your lap. They only get stronger when he tilts your head to kiss you deeper.

“You can touch me too,” he murmurs, bringing your hand to the back of his neck. Your digits automatically curl in his blond hair, drawing a low groan from his throat. 

That’s when you go completely dumb and totally thoughtless. All concerns fly out of your mind and join the bluebirds above your head. They’re playing a little song to the beat of your heart, hitting every note and putting you at ease like a lovesick lullaby. You almost assume that’s why you feel lightheaded again.

JJ leans back, his voice raspy, “you keep forgetting to breathe, baby.” 

“I’m sorry,” you exhale heavily, the butterflies in your tummy going wild as he caresses your face. “I’m not good at this yet.”

His rough fingers drag down your cheekbones and trace your jaw, the pad of his thumb gently presses on your bottom lip, almost slipping inside your mouth. His eyes seem darker, the clear blue shaded in something you can’t name. 

His lips trail to your jaw, the movie long forgotten, “It’s okay, we have lots of time to practice. I’m gonna teach you everything I know, sunshine.” 

𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: ahhh I've always wanted to write a sweet fic like this, i'm so excited to dive into a new fandom 🥰🥰 i'm still a lil nervous, but i'm hoping for the best !! feel free to stop by my inbox and let me know what you think of this so far, or request blurbs/drabbles for this au !!

𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞! this fic doesn't have an update schedule, but i'll add dates on the masterlist (linked here) if i have a date in mind. also, here's the 𝐏𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐁𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝 for this fic !!

As always, I hope you all enjoyed this and I’d love to hear your thoughts/feedback !! <3 — ☼ 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐊𝐨-𝐟𝐢 ☼

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[i-think-too-loud]

saw this and agree with everything, but also…reg being the exact opposite?

some silly little thoughts i need to get out of my head before they consume me

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-never gets caught pranking people because he’s convinced a detention is the worst punishment in the world (knows even one mistake would give his parents enough reason to disown him, too)

-smells like lavender (bc of the hc that he needs sleeping potions to be able to sleep and not have nightmares) and coffee and maybe flowers

-hates fire and will sit as far away from it as possible even if he’s shivering soooo badly (hc that he used to love sitting in the rain and swimming before the whole cave incident and he’d come into the common room soaking wet and shivering and still refuse to sit near the fire) (evan and dorcas mother-henning him bc they’re genuinely concerned with this habit)

-his day will go absolutely horrible if he doesn’t make his bed in the morning or his schedule gets interrupted (is he on the spectrum? probably)

-he and panda (all the skittles really)smoke all of the time, r does it because he has Anxiety and it calms his nerves

-was a big fan of Poe and Dickens and all kinda of muggle authors (he’d sneak out of Grimmauld when he was little and buy books from muggle shops. he just never got caught or told anyone, unlike Sirius who was very vocal about it) (he also borrowed some from Remus or Lily at times)

-also learned about love and marriage from watching his parents and for the longest time didn’t think love actually existed and that it was only a tale for children (like the tooth fairy or something) (forgot until editing this that Cupid exists, so he probably assumed it was a story like that with the love arrows)

-i don’t know many 70’s bands but he would have LOVED lana and conan, i’m convinced. (J would be such a swiftie tell me i’m wrong)

-doesn’t smile much but when he does it’s absolutely perfect (j absolutely melts when he sees it. R knows this and will absolutely use it to his advantage)

-doesn’t doodle but he writes poetry, often in the margins of book or on scraps of paper or whatever is closest to him. sometimes he’ll just lean over to james/panda/barty/whatever love interest you hc him with and scribble a little poem on their arm or hand just so he can get it out of him (see: Non-Stop from Hamilton)

-usually only wears black or green in public (but secretly loves when he and j are in private and he gets to wear all of j’s clothes, which are so loose and colorful and the complete opposite of the ones his parents allow him to be seen in)

-doesn’t dislike mcgonagall, but hates how pushy she can be about him joining ECs or whatnot (also hc that r, who’s favorite subject was potions and would even brew in his spare time, used to help make healing potions or sleeping droughts and whatnot for Pomfrey since she was always busy and never have time) (he would never admit it to anyone where he was going everyday when he was brewing them, though) (probably also how he realized Remus was a werewolf was because he was always around the infirmary helping out) (r would have been a healer in another life. one where he wasn’t expected to harm instead.)

-wouldn’t like most muggle sports (hates the rich people ones like golf or tennis but also hates how violent hockey or football could get) but he’d like ice/figure skating and ballet, and he would LOVE music (not so much listening to it, that’s j’s thing, but playing it. the piano or the violin, maybe. something delicate and pretty and requires precision)

-gay. the gayest little guy you’ve ever seen. (he and panda/dorcas tried hooking up just once while they were Realizing and it was so embarrassingly awful they both decided never to mention it again)(also Reg and barty/remus being fWb because….well, bc i said so)

[xhoneygirlxx]

i just know that eddie would ruin so many jokes/memes because of how often he'd say them. it would be so bad that you'd have to stop yourself from ripping your hair out with how much annoyance it caused you.

you're lying on your back, the comfort of his mattress pressing into you. eddie is hovering over you, wedged between your legs, as the two of you makeout.

little gasps and moans fill the room, he's grinding into, making you pant even harder. against your wishes, he moves away from your mouth, trailing small kisses down the side of your neck and up to your ear.

removing his mouth from your skin, his mouth is right next to your ear and you can hear and feel him breathing heavily.

"baby," his voice is husky and dripping with desire. after you answer with a small hmm, he goes to talk again. "do you want to know what i think?"

pulling his face back, he's now looking down at you. a millisecond of silence goes by and he's grinning down at you playfully.

"i think," before you know it, he's shouting "LIFE IS ROBLOX."

making the both of you fall into fits of giggles.

it goes on like that for weeks, him saying random dj khalid quotes every time you try to have a conversation. at first it's funny, always making you burst into laughter. but after so many times it genuinely starts becoming blood boiling.

the two of you are in the middle of target, you're crouched down reading the labels between two different face cleansers. your first mistake was leaving your guard down, the second mistake was taking your boyfriend to the store with you. before you know it, Eddie is shouting at the top of his lungs.

"LETS GO SHOPPIN. LETS GO SHOPPIN."

the minute it leaves his lips you drop both bottles and scurry out of the aisle with your basket. when he finally catches up to you at the self checkout, he's laughing so hard he's crying. you're not though, you can feel the burning sensation of embarrassment all through your body as other shoppers stare at the man who caused a disturbance.

it doesn't stop there though, oh no.

you're out at dinner, it's a fancier restaurant, with the rest of the gang. everything is going well, a bottle of wine has been ordered for the table, fancy little appetizers being shared between all of you, when the waiter comes over to take everyone's orders.

you should've known what was coming, really you should've but when you realized what was about to happen it was too late.

the middle age man wearing a white button down shirt and black slacks, stands next to eddie asking him what he would like. it seems like your boyfriend just couldn't help himself because he's shouting out,

"TELL THEM TO BRING OUT THE WHOLE OCEAN!"

immediately you cringe, hiding your face behind your hand as you sink lower into your seat. although you and other patrons don't particularly find it funny, some of the group can't help but find it amusing.

all you want to do is cry when you see the poor waiter's face, scrunched up in confusion, trying to understand whatever joke it is that eddie just said. finally after the most awkward ten seconds of your life, the boy next to you finally has the common sense to order what he really wants at a normal volume.

it's all the time that he does these things. you ask him what he wants to do for the day and he's responding with,

"LETS GO GOLFING."

you're sitting on the couch on a zoom call since it had been a work from home day. while you're trying to talk to everyone in the meeting, eddie walks out of your spare bedroom with his acoustic guitar. he starts playing atrociously like dj khalid did after receiving Bob Marley's guitar. to make matters worse, he can be seen in the background with the way you're sitting. he knows this since he placed the guitar down and starts dancing the same way the celebrity did in multiple videos.

it's exhausting and honestly it's starting to piss you off to no end.

you're in the car with him when you finally break, yelling at him that it's not funny anymore. he's quiet, letting you rip him a new asshole. when you're finally done, all the pent up rage leaving your body, all that can be heard is your hard breathing.

finally, finally you had some peace and silence in the car. you couldn't get too used to it though because before you know it, he's saying something else.

"LETS GO TO THE BEACH! LETS GO SWIMMIN' !"

after that day he seems to quit with all the stupid quotes, giving you a sigh of relief. what you don't realize is that you defeated one beast and woke up another.

one morning you ask him if he can take a look at your car, see what's causing it to make that weird noise. you can't help but feel your heart sink when he answers you.

"i would love to babe, but i'm just ken."

for the next month that's how he's answering all your questions and every shopping trip is stopped short the minute he breaks out into song and dance, singing the popular song from the movie at the top of his lungs.

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idk i was just thinkin thoughts

[hokey-pokey-loki]

Pointless Ponderings

It has been over a month now and every morning she wakes up wondering if she just made the biggest mistake of her life. The ceiling is plain and unwelcoming but her eyes are married to it while the thoughts race.

What if he was the one?

She shakes her head like she has done millions of times now and sits up. This is getting truly ridiculous. Of course I made the right decision, I just need to give it time… right?

She rolls her eyes and forces herself out of bed for the first time in three days, pulling on shorts and a tee shirt before she walks down the hall towards the kitchen. The minute she emerges from the dark hallway and into the bright light of the common area, everyone turns her way. “Hey kiddo, how’ve you been?” Bucky speaks up after an uncomfortably long silence. “Fine,” she replies nonchalantly, walking towards the fridge. “So you decided to join the land of the living, welcome back,” she closes the fridge to see Tony’s brief smile and turns to get a mug to put underneath the communal Keurig.

“Thanks,” she places a pod in the coffee machine and continues to watch the coffee pour into her mug while everyone remains silent. She can feel their collective stare and her skin starts to crawl in discomfort.

“Hey,” Wanda walks up beside her and smiles. “Natasha, Clint, and I are going to go play some mini golf, it’ll be fun you should come,” Wanda smiles at her friend.

“Thanks but I’m kind of tired I think I’ll just stay in and read,” she turns just in time for her coffee to be ready and ignores the pang of guilt in her chest at Wanda’s sad smile.

I don’t want them to worry about me. I’ll be fine eventually. She feels Wanda’s hand on her back as she pours creamer into her coffee. “Do you want to talk about it?” Wanda whispers and she shrugs and look back over at Wanda. “Come on, we can go to your room, we don’t have to talk about anything you don’t want to,” Wanda says softly and she nods and Wanda follows her back to her room.

***

“She’s not herself right now,” Bruce says quietly and pouts his lips at Tony who shrugs. “She’ll be fine, she just needs time. and maybe a good mission so she can channel this negative energy into kicking ass,” he says and everyone groans in annoyance. “That is not a healthy way for her to work through this,” Steve argues and Tony rolls his eyes at his Team’s inability to take a joke.

Loki does not mean to eavesdrop but Norns, they could not possibly be any louder. Not to mention, he is still not allowed out of the tower until his probation is up. Which means he is stuck listening to the team’s nosey and annoyingly gushy discussions about her.

He thinks it is all ridiculous. How could she be so worked up over some man? He cannot possibly have been so amazing, so good to her that she would need to behave this way. He thinks it is pathetic. And the fact that it is her of all people annoys him the most. Sure, she is young but she is one of the strongest on the team (emotionally and mentally speaking). How could she let some mortal man break her down like this?

Loki sighs when he realizes he has been glossing over three entire pages of his book while lost in thought. It is none of your concern, he tells himself. She will be fine.

After trying to ignore the team and their ludicrous ideas for cheering you up, Loki leaves with a huff and strides down the hall to his quarters. He stops abruptly however, upon hearing soft sobs and gentle coos.

“It’s not that I miss him, I don’t… at least I don’t think I do, I just-“ she hiccups, a tell tale sign she’s been crying over this puny, insignificant fool of a man. Loki rolls his eyes but waits patiently for her to continue.

“I just feel at war with myself. Part of me is so relieved it’s over but I just can’t shake the thought that breaking up with him might’ve been a mistake.” Loki feels his chest tightening. Mistake? How could that have possibly been a mistake?

“I know it wasn’t I know that, he was not good for me and he was not even nice to me but I wake up every morning and remember what it was like when it was good and…” she starts her quiet sobs again and Wanda soothes her. “It’s okay, you did the right thing. You’re right, he was no good for you. You’re going to get through this fog and come out so much better on the other side I promise,” Loki softens but nearly screams at the feeling of a hand suddenly clapping his shoulder. “Brother! What are you doing standing in the middle of the hallway?” Thor’s loud voice makes Loki cringe. “Shhh!” Loki exclaims, dramatically holding his index finger over his lips, and walks quickly towards his own room. Thor tries following him but Loki shuts the door before Thor can get in another word.

The entirety of the afternoon, Loki can’t seem to keep his mind off of her. How could she possibly feel that leaving him was a mistake? What was so good about him? A weak, arrogant man. He had no special powers or abilities, no qualities that Loki would call interesting… What could she possibly have seen in him?

Loki sits up on his bed and huffs. Why does he even care? It doesn’t matter to him. These are just trivial, mortal problems. Doesn’t he have bigger things to worry about?

Loki stands and goes into his en suite bathroom to shower and rid himself of his own pointless pondering.

***

She walks slowly, feet moving of their own accord. His house is covered in ivy, the invasive vines weaving themselves across every wall and light fixture. The house is unusually dark and an indiscernible thought tells her to walk up the stairs only to see the back wall of the house completely gone. Nothing but woods now, the carpeted flooring leads only to soil, the only thing visible being the tall trees. It’s almost as if no one has lived in this house in years.

It is his house, a house she has been to numerous times with family pictures still hung up but nobody is home and from the way it looks, nobody has been home in a long time. She is frozen at the top of the stairs and nearly jumps upon hearing a voice. “There is nothing here for you anymore,” she looks to the left to see a figure, half covered by a tall tree. It’s a male figure but she cannot make out any features. As if he were a shadow. She remains silent, deciphering the words over and over in her mind.

***

She shoots up, sitting straight up and panting. Her hands grasp the fabric of her sheets as she begins to ground herself in reality.

There is nothing here for you anymore.

The words ring in her mind on an endless loop and she sighs, allowing herself to go through the events of the dream.

She slowly lies back down after about two minutes of sitting with the dream, committing it to memory. She is too tired to dissect it so she lets herself get taken back to the dream realm yet again.

The next time she wakes, the sun is glowing through her sheer white curtains. She rubs her eyes and rolls over to see the sky and hear the morning doves singing to each other. For the first time in over a month she feels the corners of her lips tug upwards into a smile. She blows out a sleepy sigh when she remembers the dream and slowly analyzes it.

It was so vivid, so clear. Everything was so certain except for the figure. And the way he spoke, it was like he was inserting the words into her mind rather than saying them aloud. She lied down in awe of her seemingly prophetic dream for a few minutes before getting out of bed and walking towards her shower to start her day.

When she walks out of her room, clean, awake, and with a bit more pep in her step than she has had in the last month everyone in the common room turns to her yet again.

Loki is sat at the bar, a book open in front of him and a black coffee at his finger tips. Steve is over the stove, cooking bacon for the team. Thor stands from the couch upon seeing her emerge with a yawn.

“My lady! You seem very chipper this morning,” he walks towards her and pulls her into a loving side hug. “Hi Thor. Yeah, I slept pretty good last night,” she smiles and he nods. “Very good. I am happy to see that smile again,” he releases his hold and she walks towards the coffee machine, throwing a glance Loki’s way. He rubs his eyes, seemingly groggy and possibly grumpy. “Good morning Steve, Loki,” she nods in Loki’s direction and he meets her eyes just before she turns to make her coffee.

Her eyes are no longer blood shot and swollen but they glow the way they used to. Loki nods and looks back down at his book that he has a difficult time focusing on. “Loki, how did you sleep? You look quite worn,” Loki rolls his eyes at his brother’s worry. “Thank you brother, what a lovely compliment,” Loki says and rolls his eyes.

Loki hears a laugh and looks directly up at her. It’s a beautiful, goofy laugh he hasn’t heard in four weeks and he feels himself well up with pride. She turns, coffee cup in hand still smiling. “I meant no insult, brother,” Thor simply says and pats his brother on the back. Loki locks eyes with her and rolls his eyes and she giggles again.

Time stops. Everyone around him disappears. And that lovely smile resting on her face becomes impossibly wider and full of joy. Loki quickly looks back down at his book, trying desperately to hide his own joy at the return of her smile.

Thor takes a seat beside his brother as she turns to Steve to ask him a question. Loki cannot seem to focus on what she says, only the pink in her cheeks and the way her nose scrunches when she laughs at something the Captain says.

“I only worry, Loki. I’ve never seen you appear so exhausted,” Thor says and Loki reluctantly turns from her to his brother on his left.

“I didn’t sleep much, Thor I was working on something,” Thor tilts his head with suspicion. “Working on what?”

Loki glances back at her briefly before turning back to Thor.

“It matters not,” he says and turns back to his book.

Loki severely underestimated the amount of energy manifesting himself in her dream would cost. Not only that, but using his magic to mask his own appearance and create the dream himself took him hours. And even though she would only experience the dream for no longer than two minutes, he felt it was necessary.

To anyone who could possibly found out about it, he would simply write it off by complaining about how annoying it was to see her moping around or to hear the team constantly worrying about her.

But he knew silently that he was thrilled to see that smile and hear that laugh once again. He did not realize how much he had missed it.

Seeing her smile at him again was like feeling the sun on his cheeks after the most intense winter. And the realization that she brought him so much joy was not lost on him.

[fuckyeahalfredmolina]

I’m back with yet another long post 

Going through Freddino’s filmography and body of work (because why not?) recently has been entertaining. I’ve changed my mind about a few of his work, some I used to like better, some I’ve fallen in love with again, and some I continue to hate. Ladies Man is one of those shows that I just cannot stand. I’ve watched it over a decade ago and didn’t like it. I thought maybe I’ll change my mind if I give it a second chance but it’s the type of a sitcom that just ages badly.

Ladies Man is basically the ‘Ugly Guy, Hot Wife’ trope. A trope is: a theme or device used in storytelling. They are usually common or overused. We can think of them like clichés, but on a greater scale.

There’s an entire website dedicated to TV tropes. This is their entry regarding the  ‘Ugly Guy, Hot Wife’ trope:

https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HugeGuyTinyGirl

‘Huge Guy, Tiny Girl’ trope.

https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/UglyGuyHotWife

An excerpt from the entry: 

“While actors are held to a high standard of attractiveness, there are still leading roles available for plain looking guys, funny fat guys, and average joes (especially in comedy, which is one of the main reasons why this trope is so common in sitcoms). Many times, the guy is overweight due to the stigma. The beauty standard for women, however, is much higher; in order to be a leading lady it is an unspoken prerequisite that you are at the very least physically attractive.”

Freddino is huge (maybe not as huge as he is now but compared to every single woman co-star, he is pretty big), works with furniture, married to a hot, “small” wife. Another examples besides Ladies Man are According to Jim and The King of Queens though the latter is a bit better.

 If we can overlook the physical attributes, the characters and their personalities are not helping. 

This doesn’t apply entirely to the show but it has a fair resemblance:

“ [...] popular use of the trope is to have the hot wife be beautiful on the outside only, and on the inside she's a manipulative, materialistic, spiteful bitch who doesn't deserve her Henpecked Husband's kindness, especially if he is just a Meal Ticket for her. This could lead to An Aesop that looks aren't everything and that appearances are often deceptive.” From: https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HenpeckedHusband

Jimmy is a man’s man, he takes care of everyone, works hard, and just wants to play golf and Donna is just a meanie. She love shoes, she is controlling and wants things go her own way, gatekeeps the finances (and children’s names), withholds sex, doesn’t allow her husband to have adult magazines. 

I absolutely loathe shows that depict women as emotional and illogical and they get their own way at the end because their husbands lOvE them and “you can’t win with women”. I hate the “my wife is being unreasonable and illogical but I wove love her” premise in those sitcoms. 

Have you been in a relationship? Are you married? It doesn’t work like that at all. If it did, this is definitely abuse. 

This is somewhat similar to Boomer Humor (Google it) where either the husband hates the wife or both of them hate each other. I’m convinced Ladies Man was the blueprint of According to Jim because my god these two shows are practically the same and the plain misogyny is suffocating. 

The themes of the episodes: 

Jimmy vs Women (or should I say females?):

Every episode is about all the women being pitted against Jimmy while Jimmy is just trying to live/have fun/do something for himself. It always ends up with the women winning and Jimmy not only realizing his “mistake” but making it up to everyone. It’s like he can’t be himself, do the things he love, live his life without being punished. To a lot of women viewers, they’d consider this theme a “win” and a justified power move. It’s not actually and this just perpetuates the idea that marriage is a prison and men are miserable. 

Men are men and women are women: 

Men are visual beings, horny, ogle women. Jimmy and the young swimming instructor, Jimmy wanting sex after his wife just gave birth, Jimmy has/keeps an adult magazine, Jimmy defends men’s action regarding being attracted to other women. 

Donna is severely insecure, Donna is controlling, Donna and the rest of the women can go through public tantrums, Donna and the women’s idea of feminism is childish, Donna and the rest of the women can weaponize their tears (as in women only and exclusively cry to get their way).

Problems with the show: 

Modernity:

Half, if not all of the episode themes won’t be acceptable today. Scrutiny through the lens of modernity will lead to Ladies Man being an awful, misogynistic show.  The jokes won’t land in today’s world. Not only because they are not funny, but also the content will be unacceptable in today’s atmosphere. 

A simple example would be the young swimming instructor episode: they didn’t say how old she is but she definitely was a teenager or a young adult. Yet Jimmy was into her and everyone was okay with it because “boys will boys” thing. Do you think this will fly today? The show is just a repeated cycle of situations where misogyny and internalized misogyny are prevalent. 

It’s not genuinely funny:

I grew up watching American and a few British and Australian sitcoms. The 90s were a golden era for such shows. Not every show was good and humorous. I realize the 90s were a different era and humor was way, WAY different back then but there are many classic shows that survived the test of time. Compare Ladies Man to the Golden Girls (one of my favorite shows, not because Freddino is a huge fan). It was so progressive and surpassed its era. It is still one of the best sitcoms worldwide. English isn’t my first language and I’m not an American (or a western for that matter) but I can definitely say Golden Girl was a huge hit for more than three decades. 

Freddino is usually funny and he is a great  actor no doubt. Same can be said for Betty White and Dixie Carte. But they aren’t funny at all. The comedic timing is off for every character and the jokes just fall flat. 

You could say humor is subjective which is not entirely true:

https://qhhsubiquity.com/4735/humor/humor-isnt-as-subjective-as-you-think-it-is/

Also, Humor does/sometimes change as you grow older:

https://www.karger.com/Article/Fulltext/351005

The comedy scene was male dominated for decades

Another reason for this show being awful is that the writers of most sitcoms especially in the 90s were men. This explains a lot actually. Though I did check the writer’s page of Ladies Man and there were a few women writing an episode or two but it was not specified which episodes they wrote. The creator is a man though. I bet the episode of pressuring or nagging Dona into having sex is definitely written by a man.

I understand not everyone is the same. I actually did read IMDb reviews and was amused by the positive reviews. Rotten Tomatoes on the other hand is where shit got real lmao:

‘The fatal flaw is that nothing about Ladies Man rings remotely true. Not the characters. Not the relationships. Not the premise. Every scene is from Sitcom 101: setup, punch line, reaction; setup, punch line, reaction.”

Relationships are NOT like that. And yes it the typical, boring 90s sitcoms formula.

“Last time I checked, being whipped and belittled incessantly had little real comic value. Ladies Man is no exception.”

Ugh.

[kraekat29]

All Too Well- Chapter Seven

Golfing was not at all Ruby’s cup of tea, to her it was stupid and not mention anyone who played golf was an asshole, it was common knowledge.

Which is why the entire time during mini golf she’s been biting her tongue, not caring at all about how many times Rafe has gotten a hole in one during golf at the country club.

She wrinkled her nose, she could care less about that. Was Rafe always this self centered? She hadn’t even spoken one word about herself all night.

Ruby narrowed her eyes, so pissed off that she put all her anger into the swing, eyes widening as she won.

That shut Rafe up almost immediately, pausing mid sentence as he stared at her, finally realizing annoyed she was.

“ You aren’t having a good time are you?” He asked and she shrugged, “ do you always just talk about yourself to every single girl you go out with?” She fired back, going over and grabbing her golf ball.

“ my life is more interesting than yours.” Rafe huffed and Ruby laughed, “ right. Because it’s golf and bitches, downing drinks at the country club and talking about your daddy issues with the boys. That’s so interesting Rafe” She said and rolled her eyes.

“ fine. Talk about yourself then.” He challenged, “ can’t. I’m a dirty Pogue remember? I have no life.” She said with a bitchy smile and walked to the next part of the course.

Rafe shook his head and watched her, she was more of a challenge then he’d originally thought. She wasn’t gonna cave easily.

And just their luck it began to rain, Ruby cursed under her breath- of course her first ever date would be a complete and total disaster. God JJ was right..

Rafe stood beside her, the tension in the air was noticeable, “ this was a mistake.” He huffed and shook his head, “ yea Rafe. I’m so sorry I’m not like the other girls you date. God just take me home!” She snapped and turned to walk away.

Rafe caught Ruby around the waist and spun her around to face him, making her grip his biceps for stability, looking up at him with wide eyes.

She blinked the rain out of her eyes, frozen in place as her anxiety thrummed in her veins, she had no clue what he was planning.

She knew even if she screamed no one would help, no one ever dared to stand up to Rafe, she was on her own.

Rafe eyed her up, similar to the way a predator would eye their prey before making the attack- he searched her eyes and smirked, she was terrified and that’s exactly what he wanted.

And then it happened. His lips were on hers in a crushing kiss, her eyes grew wide before she closed them, eventually kissing him back as they both got soaked from the rain.

She didn’t know why she was doing this, but one thing was now clear.

She now belonged to Rafe Cameron.

[historyhermann]

Birdie Wing: Golf Girls' Story Season 2 Spoiler-Filled Review [Part 1]

Birdie Wing: Golf Girls' Story is an original (wild) golf anime directed by Takayuki Inagaki, with Yōsuke Kuroda as the series writer. The series is produced by Bandai Namco Pictures, a subsidiary of Bandai Namco Filmworks. The first cour/season of Birdie Wing aired from April to June 2022, and the second season/cour aired from April 2023 to June 2023.

Reprinted from Pop Culture Maniacs and Wayback Machine. This was the thirty-eighth article I wrote for Pop Culture Maniacs. This post was originally published on July 2, 2023.

The first season of this off-the-wall anime centered on Eve (voiced by Kito Akari), a spunky teenage girl from the slums of Nafrece who illegally golfs for money, and a rich Japanese girl named Aoi Amawashi (voiced by Asami Seto), who matches her determination and skill. That season showed that this anime is more than a sports story, which are common these days, with wild underground golf games against organized crime bosses obsessed with solving issues through golf.

Diversity is central to Birdie Wing. Heavy issues like undocumented immigration, corrupt urban renewal, political corruption, and racial injustice are brought to the forefront. Unsurprisingly, yuri subtext is abound in this anime, primarily between Eve and Aoi, especially during their golf games against one another, or together.

The second season picks up where the first one left off, with magical girl-esque golf drives by Eve and Aoi, and continued ridiculousness. This series is more mature than many Western animations. It is even more intense and relatable than the previous season, with Eve remaining at a prestigious Japanese golf academy in the first part of the season. It does this while flaunting rules of the sports genre, mixed with well-placed comedic moments.

Surely, there are terrible women in Birdie Wing, but others are more relatable. In many ways, this series makes the elitist sport of golf interesting to watch. The series goes above and beyond other sports anime focused on girls. The plot and characters remain compelling. The talented crew and cast allow the series to excel. This season went a different direction than I had anticipated in my season one review: that Aoi would lose her privileges, that Eve would become a subservient golf supersoldier doing the bidding of the golf-obsessed Mafia, and that Eve would remain in Japan.

In fact, Aoi never lost her life of privilege while Eve did not remain in Japan. It is heavily implied that she has romantic feelings toward Aoi and vice versa. The first few episodes of the second season show Aoi making mistakes. But Eve did not kiss her since promised to only do so if Aoi did well. On the other hand, Eve's repressed memories began to come back when she did one of her golf power moves, revealing her true identity.

Unlike season one of Birdie Wing, the physical toll of playing golf, at this intense level, is a major theme. At the beginning of the season, Aoi gets a headache and her playing suffers, with Eve filling in for her. Aoi collapses because of the stress she is under. Predictably, Eve declares she will "kill" her opponents in golf. Otherwise, there is a connection between the condition of Aoi's father, and her condition, with the latter a result of overwork.

I liked how the series seemed to imply that Eve and Aoi were half-sisters, then demolished this idea with an absurdly complex web of relationships between the show's characters. It turns out that Leo Millafoden (voiced by Shūichi Ikeda) taught Eve golf at request of Eve's real father, Kazuhika Hodoka (voiced by Kousuke Toriumi). The latter was in a relationship with Eleanor Burton (voiced by Yuko Minaguchi). He later married Aoi's mother, Seira Amawashi (voiced by Yūko Kaida), after she was pregnant with a baby from another man: Reiya Amuro (voiced by Tōru Furuya). Reiya later became a coach of the golf academy which Aoi and Eve attended.

In an intriguing twist, it is revealed that Eve doesn't remember her past because of amnesia. A cruise liner crashed, killing her mother and father, and countless others. When she woke up from the accident, she didn't remember anything, not even her name. So, there wasn't any human experimentation, as I had thought before. Instead, she grew up in the slums. Klein Clare (voiced by Sayaka Kinoshita), Lily Lipman (voiced by Akira Sekine), and others in Nafrece take her in and raise her.

The arc in the first few episodes of Birdie Wing's season 2, with Aoi and Eve playing together, ends abruptly. Seira incorrectly believes that Eve is "bad news". She plans to expel Eve from the country, in an effort to "protect" Aoi, in a decision based on faulty information "proving" Eve is tied to the Mafia. The "deportation" of Eve, as some fans termed it online, results. She is pressured to quit school, kidnapped, and brought to an airport, then told to leave Japan "or else".

The definition of deportation in U.S. law is simple. It refers to the removal of a foreigner from a country. In legal terms, such foreigners have a presence which is "deemed inconsistent with the public welfare and without any punishment...imposed or contemplated". In contrast, expulsion is removal of a person or people, by a governmental act/dictate/declaration, from a territory against their will. A successful expulsion is a deportation.

Eve wasn't pushed out of Japan by a government official or agency. As such, it is either forced migration, forced displacement, or forced relocation. Even those terms don't fit, since the latter applies to people persecuted for one reason or another. On the other hand, what happened to Eve is likely is a form of displacement, which can be caused by conflicts, disasters, development, criminal organizations, political entities, and conflicts.

Moreover, it is accurate to say Eve was displaced, but not deported, as no government official forced her on a plane. Eve left the country of her own free will, although the driver threatened her with violence. This analysis is further confirmed by looking at definitions of "deportation," "expulsion," "immigration," "immigrant," "emigrant," "emigration," "alien," and "illegal alien" in the Third Pocket Edition of Black's Law Dictionary which I have on hand.

By these definitions, Eve would be an "alien", and technically an "illegal alien". She has a passport, but a fraudulent one. It is, ultimately, questionable whether she was deported or expelled, as there isn't enough evidence to say definitively that she was compelled to leave.

Eve's return to Nafrece results in a big reunion. She meets Vipere (voiced by Kaori Nazuka), who she calls the "snake lady", along with her partner-of-sorts, and visits her parents' grave. In a possible commentary on reality of the golf world, she gets sponsored by the Burton family, thanks to former pro golfer Alan Harvey (voiced by Shigeru Ushiyama), allowing her to achieve her goals. She uses her golf skills to destroy her opponents and re-firm support of the Burtons, which may have Mafia connections, in her.

The self-made and ever-changing golf course of Mafia boss Catherine (voiced by Umeka Shouji) reappears with gusto, in a callback to the first season of Birdie Wing. In order to win against Catherine's golfer, Remelda (voiced by Marina Inoue), and possible lover, the caddy of Eve, Ichina Saotome (voiced by Saki Fujita) joins her. In a leap of faith, she even quits school, at the request of Eve, so that she can offer the best advice possible. The savvy well-versed and knowledgeable caddy of Aoi, Amane Shinjō (voiced by Ami Koshimizu) does the same, in a parallel to Ichina's actions.

In many ways, Ichina brings realism to the situation. She realizes the danger in going against Catherine, through her golfer, Remelda, on a golf course that uses an absurd amount of power and energy. Even a hydroelectric dam overflows so the course can move with incredible speed. Ichina is rightly terrified after Catherine threatens Eve with a gun. She puts her hands up in fear. Eve is used to her life being in danger and easily shrugs off the threat. At first, Ichina seems like one of the only people in this series who is above the absurdity. As such, she doesn't recognize what Eve sees: that the course is a place filled with "money and greed". Nor can she could she ever do golf shots which have a ball skip across the water to get to its target!

Eve's victories are paralleled by what Aoi was doing, although there are entire episodes of Birdie Wing's season 2 where Aoi barely appeared! I liked that Aoi had her skill on the decline when Eve isn't there, but builds herself back up. The connection between Eve and Aoi remains, even if they aren't directly talking to one another.

Time and again, Eve doesn't waste any time deeming women as "bellissime", including Remelda, who she plays during the second season, and likely others as well. She even didn't mind when Ichina seemed to have a crush on her, with Ichina declaring that she'd be Eve's caddy "for life". She may have even have some feelings for Aisha Khambatta, who faces Eve later in the second season. Assisted by Leo, Aisha is a person that Eve describes as "incredibly dangerous".

The focus on found and chosen family is a big part of Birdie Wing's story, especially for Eve. Once back in Nafrece, she happily greets Klein, Lilly, and their adopted daughters. Thanks to the actions by Vipere, in season one, they all have legal status in Nafrece! As for Aoi, she has a chosen family as well, represented by assistance from her father, and her loyal caddy, Amane.

Although Seira later supports Aoi, she outs herself as a terrible parent when Aoi travels to a contest where plays Eve, and perhaps golf, for the "last" time. She forced/strong armed Amane to becoming the caddy of Aoi in the first place! Later, Amane decides to stay with Aoi, as her caddy. She does so even though she is no longer forced to do so, as an act of her own free will, indicating her power as a character. She may even have a crush, to some extent, on Aoi.

Birdie Wing is even more compelling when Aoi does her own golf power moves. She calls them Shining Shots, like Eve with her "rainbow bullet", "blue bullet", and so on. The absurdity of Aoi winning because of rain, over her opponent, Shikishima, in a game the announcer declares will go down in Japanese women's golf history, says more about the series than anything else.

The final episodes of the second season push Aoi and Eve to the brink, but especially Eve. She begins to suffer from the physical demands of golf, more than ever before, especially after she does her rainbow burst, combining the styles of Leo and her father. This is the "terrible price" she plays for this form of golf. This makes clear that neither Eve nor Aoi are invincible. They are as fallible as the rest of us, even if they don't want to show "weakness" on camera.

This reminded me of similar themes in Carmen Sandiego. Although Carmen appears to have strength and energy to do everything, this is only based on her own training. She has a terrible wipe out in the episode "The Stockholm Syndrome Caper". It causes her almost life-threatening injuries that she has to recover from. Kim Possible in the series of the same name is similar. She is a cheerleader and uses her skills to fight villains and "save" the world. She is not invincible either.

More than any other character in Birdie Wing, apart from Aoi, Eve is a lesbian icon. She only has eyes for other girls and never for any men, whatsoever. Not even Sumire Heanna in Love Live! Superstar!!, Mari Ohara in Love Live! Sunshine!!, or Nijika Ijichi in Bocchi the Rock! compare to Eve, in the slightest.

Eve might only be rivaled by badass huntress Yang Xiao Long in RWBY. Yang can go super saiyan if she wants and is deeply in love with catgirl Blake Belladonna. Hime Shiraki in Yuri Is My Job! or Anisphia "Anis" Wynn Palettia in The Magical Revolution of the Reincarnated Princess and the Genius Young Lady are other "rivals".

The final episodes of Birdie Wing's second season are some of the strongest. Eve's body can't sustain the pressure from her intense golf. She even gets acupuncture from Allen Harvey so she can use her Rainbow Burst without grievously hurting herself. Aoi perfects her golf and apologizes for letting everyone down.

The various health issues Aoi experiences don't stop her. She suffers from an awful genetic disease (Tuberous Sclerosis Complex). There are nice montages of both engaged in physical training to make their bodies stronger. They prepare for their match at the Bandai Namaco British Women's Open the following year.

It is powerful for the final episodes of Birdie Wing to center a Black woman, Juha Hamilail (voiced by Yuu Asakawa). She previously had been hinted in the show's opening sequence. In the next-to-last episode, she comes into her own. She plans to take the British Open for herself, putting her face-to-face with Eve and Aoi. Eve expresses the annoyance of yuri fans who may see Juha as a hindrance and believe Juha should get out of the way.

On the one hand, it seems strange, and possibly racially tinged, that the obstacle which impedes the protagonists is represented by a Black woman. Even so, she is not an evil character. Rather, she is out for herself. She believes that the unexpected always happens in golf, making it fun. She expressed this directly in the 24th episode, to her caddy, Karen Lapana (voiced by Shizuka Itou). Juha is a strong and gorgeous final boss, of sorts, making the series that much more dramatic.

The latter is similar to how Aoi feels. She enjoys playing golf with Eve, even though she can barely hold it together. This fallibility is clear when she collapses in the same episode, causing Even to shake her and cry. Not long after, she falls once again. She asks a higher power to give her one more chance to fulfill her promise to Eve.

The role of the two other caddies, Amane and Ichina, come to a fore in the next-to-last episode. For instance, Ichina gives Eve advice on how to get birdies and keep pace with Aoi. Amane helps prop up Aoi, who is faltering. Eve and Aoi express their feelings, in their own way, to another, seeing the golf skills each of them can do. This is something that Juha recognizes, remaining jealous that each of them has a rival which drives them to improve.

Birdie Wing, is, as well-known yuri reviewer Erica Friedman put it, "the shounest anime about women's sports ever made". As such, Eve, Aoi, nor none of the other characters goes the route of golf shown in The Phantom of the Open, or in various other golf manga and anime over the years. There are so many of the latter that "Golf in anime and manga" is a Wikipedia category!

The final episode shows Friedman to be right. Even after Aoi collapses and is taken off the field, Juha keeps swinging her golf clubs. Eve, for her part, openly defends Aoi. Eve visits Aoi in the hospital. To make this even more absurd, she declares their game is still on even though Aoi isn't actively playing her! One of the best parts of the episode is the surprise twist: Aoi cuts her hair and serves as Eve's caddy. Even though they don't win, thanks to sneaky and corrupt shenanigans by Karen, they still go out with a bang. Eve even uses Aoi's golf clubs. She has a new golf move, which combines her skills with Aoi's golf strike. It is named the Shining Rainbow Burst. Of course, her human body can't take all the strain and Juha ends up winning.

In more ways than one, Karen acts like a Karen: she slyly leaks to the media. She received the damning information, from Remelda, "proving" that Eve has Mafia connections. Although this rumor is false (as Eve no longer has such connections), it leads to an investigation. Her professional license is suspended for three years by the golf association! Juha shows a bit of a backbone, for the first time. She doesn't approve of these slimy tactics against Eve. Strangely, she doesn't fire Karen. She lets Karen be her caddy for the rest of the game. After all, she didn't even a bat an eye, and kept playing at full speed after Aoi collapsed. Unsurprisingly, neither Karen nor Remelda face any consequences for their actions.

The final episode of Birdie Wing ends strongly. In the first time skip, set three years later, Eve begins training with her caddy, Ichina, at a golf course in Japan. This happens after Ichina says she won't be a caddy for anyone else because she is Eve's personal caddy. Then, there is yet another time skip, with Eve and Aoi finally facing one another during a golf tournament. It appears that the affliction Aoi suffered from is cured and their scores are close. There is even a great scene showing all of Eve's sisters, from her adopted family, all grown up, and are now teens. The series closes positively, with Eve doing her Rainbow Bullet golf strike and viewers can see the bullet going through the sky, as the credits continue to roll.

[continued in part 2. Tumblr wouldn't let me post the whole review on here as one post, for some reason]

© 2023 Burkely Hermann. All rights reserved.

[sigynsilica]

Literally the entirety of Captain America: Civil War would've been solved by any of the characters googling exactly how long it takes for a panel on the UN to get anything done/what exactly the UN is allowed to do in general

Like first of all, the UN is not a government. It doesn't have the jurisdiction to send anything more than the peacekeepers, and that only after a full meeting of all the world leaders who'd be affected. The team would have to wait for the world leaders to be flown in to a designated meeting place, and then bicker about necessity of intervention for literally days on end, even if they did wind up wanting you to go somewhere

Imagine if you'd had to wait seven to nine business days before even suiting up in ANY of the movies

There would be no United Nations except the One United Nation of Midgard that Loki is in charge of.

And look who was actually calling the shots when it came down to it? Who sent Tony and the rest of them after Cap when he defected?

Thaddeus Ross.

No panel of UN. Not even more than one person. Just the guy who pitched it to them in the first place — the same dude who actively tried to murder Bruce for not being able to be controlled.

The real question is why the heck anyone believed him in the first place. He literally walked in, told them he didn't get a sense of perspective from any of his years in the army and instead got it from a close brush with his own mortality WHILE GOLFING, insulted all of them, trauma-triggered several of them (HE PLAYED FOOTAGE OF SOKOVIA IN FRONT OF WANDA AS IF THAT WASNT HER HOME BEING DESTROYED AND THE TIME HER BROTHER GOT KILLED), compared their team members to mislaid physical weapons, threatened them, and then demanded they be controlled.

He is your common-or-garden Rich, Power-Hungry, Hyper-Militant Politician.

I mean I get that Tony was desperate to fix his mistakes, but damn. I thought the first part of his job description was "genius". He just swallowed everything Ross spoon-fed to him with zero (0) critical thinking skills or even a thirty-second google??

ALSO

ON TOP OF THAT

AS IF THAT WASNT BAD ENOUGH

The Accords hadn't been ratified yet. That meant nothing had been signed yet. No one has signed the agreement, but several nations had agreed to it. Without signing anything, that just means those nations publicly SAID it was a good idea. Nobody is dumb enough to make such a huge world-changing decision without at least telling the people it affects, especially if there's only like ten of them. They went to Dublin TO RATIFY THE ACCORDS

BECAUSE IT WASNT SET IN STONE YET

It just gave Ross a better power play to pretend like it was, so he'd have the Avengers under his thumb by pretending they were already out of time to actually make a stand against it by the time they learned of the document's existence.

It was never submit or quit. That's just how Ross played it, even though he said himself that it wasn't ratified yet. And because of that, the Avengers who didn't stand with the Accords DIDNT EVEN SHOW UP TO THE UN MEETING TO DEFEND THEIR CASE

Just because Ross told them it was too late.

Kinda brilliant on Ross' part, but also immensely stupid on everyone else's.

[dexters-bluemilkshakes]

i made "the 501st goes to Target", "the disaster lineage goes to Target", "The Clone Wars Squad ™ (+Satine) goes to Target", "The Rebels go to Target", "The Original Trilogy Gang Goes To Target", “The Droids of Star Wars go to Target (chaos ensues)”, “The 104th go to Target” and now I give you:

The 212th go to Target.

cody: he went to target to get a resistance band to workout with. everyone else just tagged along and he was too tired to say anything.

after he grabbed the thing he came for, he made the common mistake of not leaving immediately and of course was sucked into the dangerous temptation of ✨browsing✨. while walking around in the store, he passed the hair product aisle. He didn’t need anything, his curls were healthy as ever, but he did see that pomade stuff obi wan was obsessed with, and bought that for him (obi wan paid him back later. he was so insistent that he doesn’t use the hair product that cody offered to return it and obi wan shouted “NO”. cody: 👁👄👁).

he looked around for a wristlet keychain in hopes to show the jedi council that they should make the jedi attach them to their lightsaber, to no avail.

he didn’t buy much else, other than a personal pizza at the café, and set out looking for his brothers to see if they were ready to go.

he genuinely shouldn’t have been surprised to see them all huddled around a cart full of snacks they picked out. somehow, they managed to pool enough money to buy 163.48 credits worth of soda, candy, and snacks. cody said nothing. his brothers deserved it.

boil: waxer put boil in charge of drinks, and waxer was in charge of snacks. they had just came back from a long campaign and there was a lot of cars games in the barracks at night. he made a few credits, which he was excited to spend.

waxer had a list written down of everyone’s favorite snacks, which he told boil he had to adhere to. boil would have preferred to just get what he wanted and then share, but waxer was insistent, so he relented.

a lot of people liked cookies and blue milkshakes. he was able to buy the cookies but just got blue ice cream for those who wanted to make the milkshakes themselves.

when he and waxer met up, they put everything into one big basket. they called over gregor and and they all pooled their money together and justttt managed to cover the cost.

the snacks lasted them two weeks as a battalion. boil did such a good job picking everything out that he was officially Snack Grabber from then on out.

also he 100% knew when gregor was hiding in the racks of clothing so he would aggressively sort through shirts on the other side and pretend to look for something while knowing he was smacking gregor with the shirts as he moved them.

waxer: he bought an ungodly amount of coffee. but it’s okay. at least it wasn’t all for him (this time).

while boil may think it’s dumb, waxer had a color coded list that was both alphabetically and categorically organized to be easy to find everyone’s snack preferences. he had a separate one for drinks.

before actually acquiring the drinks, waxer did some math on the back of a receipt with a space golf pencil to figure out exactly how many credits he would need to cover the cost of drinks, down to the decimal point. this way, boil could use the rest of the money to buy as many snacks as possible.

he also brought the exact amount needed to buy a box of wax strips to keep his head nice and smooth.

lastly, he bought a sticker mustache in case he ever needed to bear a passing resemblance of boil. for mission (*cough* pranking cody *cough*) purposes, of course.

gregor: he’s the type of guy to hide in the clothing racks and jump out and scare people. luckily for the galaxy, the only customers in the store at the time were his brothers. unluckily for his brothers, gregor did not play fair even for family. and even more unluckily for gregor, his brothers are soldiers. they have fast reflexes. and he got pushed backwards into the clothing rack. every. single. time.

he also liked ease dropping on the conversations of the employees passing by (he didn’t scare them cause he didn’t want to get kicked out). he went back to the barracks with so much gossip on bethany and zilde, and he has no idea who they ARE.

he was then responsible for weekly installments of bethany and zilde and would keep making up the story.

when gregor disappeared, someone else continued the story.

it was never the same

+bonus, they bring numa: (yes i’m well aware there is no way this could ever be canon but indulge me. this is my return to the target series after months. let me have my fun.)

so numa is absolutely the type of kid to try and climb into the giant ball basket thing. boil would say no and waxer would nod his head in agreement, but as soon as boil turned away, he’d lift up numa and put her in. when boil turned back around, he looked for numa in confusion. waxer tried to feign ignorance even as numa fell out of the pit through the bars.

after that, boil was very much on no-nonsense duty. he put numa in the seat part of the cart and pushed her around while waxer relayed the grocery list to him. numa was happy to sit and look around.

at the end of the day, they went to the starbucks and got her a hot chocolate and a rice krispy treat.

when numa was much older, and only had memories to smile upon, she found the taste of rice krispies too sweet to eat anymore.

[thedreamcrosser]

Dark Neon

This insufferable woman! 

And I mean this in the truest sense of the word, absolutely not the sweet teasing of a romantic novel. I can not tell this fembot's next move half of the time.

It started with the most embarrassing moment of my life. A figure clothed in dark walked into my shop. A human skull tattoo adorned the shoulder. It would make one think that it was another one of those hoodlums. The hood over the monitor pushed the idea more. I normally get companions of culture, the ones that dress as smart as they look, not ones dressed as intimidating as that!

As soon as I saw him enter I spun around to look busy. Anything to give me time to think of a plan and defend my shop if need be. I practically swore to myself as I kicked my golf clubs closer to the front counter. Thankfully my precious sister Camomile did not hear as I hurried her to the back room.

It was too late to try to look nonchalant after that. The figure was already leaning on the front desk, display faded to hide facial features. All I saw was blue.

“I would like to get this” he started out pushing forward a green and bright pink plant. The potted pink Anthurium that I placed in the front window.

Nothing else after that. I paused a bit to collect myself.

Might as well charm the strangers' good side.

It was agony to keep my voice from pitching. “Ah! An excellent choice! The perfect gift for your girl, I suppose.”

They looked up from the credit card that was pulled out. “I don’t have kids.”

I was wondering where the subject was going, so I retorted with a wave of my hand and a laugh. “Oh you don’t need kids to attract girls!”

That was when I realized I made my first mistake. A hand is frozen over the card, it was let go and the figure rose to full stance, moving a hand to a hip and the other to the side to reveal my mistake. A crop top was underneath that garish jacket. He was a she. 

Her facial features could finally be seen, and a smirk was animated. “Pretty sure I am straight honey.”

At that moment I could feel my face drain to white. Was she mocking me? Maybe, but at that time I thought I had signed my dismantlement. I flinched when she raised her hand.

When a strike did not ignite my face I dared open my eyes. She had lifted her hood to reveal a face of sky blue and indigo and even lighter eyes. She had an LED on her brow. An augmentation? I was stammering at that point. I did not know what to say as her smug grin widened.

“I would like to get this too.” She held her gaze on me the whole time she reached over to the display stand next to us. Probably contemplating eating me alive. She pulled out a book with an old human marble statue on the front, the art of Michelangelo.

“I am a fan of his work.” She continued, her grin never ceasing. “He had such a talent for the depiction of biblical myth.”

She finally said something I could recover with. “The High Renaissance period, a beautiful choice.” I grabbed her card and plugged it into the machine.

She wouldn’t stop talking. “I believe his work on David was absolutely perfect. In the story, he was depicted as handsome and well-built.” She leaned back down on her elbows to admire it.

That was when the most horrible thing happened. As I handed back her card her hand stayed where mine was. I froze at her touch, her card in between her fingers, yet grazing my knuckles. Anxiety screamed at me.

“Something you two have in common.”

My CPU turned cold and dropped to the pit of my processors. It almost felt like my battery told the electricity in my body to revolt and claw at my abdomen. She had made me her target and I was terrified. She stowed her card and her items, flawlessly digging the dagger deeper as she just walked off without saying a word, without giving me words to say. Confidently like she made her home in my own shop.

I should have known that wouldn’t have been the last would see of her.

Check out @arcanedragoness for more of her art. In the meantime please twist her arm to post her art on this delight of a website.

[golfism]

What should I consider when beginning to golf and buying golf clubs?

Starting golf can be an exciting journey, offering both challenges and rewards! Here are several key factors to consider when beginning to golf and buying your first set of clubs:

1. Understanding Your Needs

Skill Level: As a beginner, you’ll want golf clubs that are more forgiving and easier to hit. Clubs designed for higher handicappers often feature larger clubheads and more perimeter weighting, which can help with off-center hits.

Frequency of Play: Think about how often you plan to play. If you’re just starting and only playing occasionally, a more budget-friendly set might be sufficient. However, if you plan to play regularly, investing in quality clubs could be worthwhile.

2. Types of Clubs

Driver: This club is used for long-distance shots off the tee. Look for a driver with a larger clubhead and a higher loft, as these features help make the ball easier to hit and get airborne.

Irons: Irons are typically used for approach shots and come in various numbers. Beginners might benefit from cavity-back irons, which offer a larger sweet spot and more forgiveness on off-center hits. A basic set usually includes 6-iron through 9-iron and a pitching wedge.

Wedges: Wedges are crucial for short-game shots and chipping around the greens. A pitching wedge and a sand wedge are good starting points. As you advance, you might consider adding more specialized wedges like a lob wedge.

Putter: The putter is essential for finishing holes. Choose a putter that feels comfortable in your hands and matches your putting style. There are various designs, such as blade or mallet putters, each offering different benefits.

3. Club Fitting

Length: Ensuring that the clubs are the right length for your height and swing style is crucial. Clubs that are too long or too short can affect your swing and overall comfort.

Grip Size: The size of the grip can impact your control and comfort. Grips come in various sizes, so choose one that feels right in your hands. A proper grip size can help prevent fatigue and improve accuracy.

Flexibility: The shaft’s flexibility (stiff, regular, or senior) should match your swing speed. Beginners typically benefit from regular or senior flex shafts, which provide more distance and accuracy for slower swing speeds.

4. Budget

Set vs. Individual Clubs: Decide whether to buy a complete set or individual clubs. Complete sets are often more economical and provide a good starting point for beginners. As you advance, you might want to add or replace specific clubs.

New vs. Used: Used clubs can be a cost-effective way to start. Just make sure they are in good condition. Many golf shops offer used clubs that are still in excellent shape, providing great value for beginners.

5. Try Before You Buy

Demo Days: Visit local golf shops or courses that host demo days. These events allow you to try different clubs and find what feels comfortable and suits your game before making a purchase.

Rent Clubs: If possible, rent clubs at the course to get a feel for different types before committing to a purchase. This can help you understand what features you prefer.

6. Brand and Quality

Reputable Brands: Look for well-known brands that offer beginner-friendly options. Brands like Callaway, TaylorMade, and Titleist have a range of clubs designed for beginners.

Quality: Invest in decent-quality clubs that can enhance your learning experience. While high-end clubs might not be necessary at first, ensure that the clubs you choose are well-made and reliable.

7. Learning and Improvement

Lessons: Consider taking lessons from a professional instructor. Early guidance can help you develop a solid swing and avoid common mistakes. Lessons can significantly improve your technique and enjoyment of the game.

Practice: Regular practice is essential for improving your skills. Spend time at the driving range and putting green to become more comfortable and confident with your clubs.

8. Accessories

Golf Bag: Choose a golf bag that suits your style and is comfortable to carry. There are various options, including stand bags and cart bags, each offering different features and conveniences.

Balls: As a beginner, start with lower-cost balls designed for distance and forgiveness. These balls can help you achieve better results and improve your game without breaking the bank.

Summary

Starting with the right equipment can greatly enhance your golfing experience. Focus on comfort, ease of use, and affordability while considering your specific needs and preferences. To make your shopping experience even easier, consider Golfism as your one-stop shop for golf clubs. Golfism offers a wide range of brands and options, ensuring you find the perfect clubs to suit your needs. Enjoy the process of learning and improving your game, and remember that the right set of clubs will help you develop your skills and confidence on the course. Happy golfing!

[theaugustarule]

The Augusta Rule: How to Earn Tax-Free Rental Income

For many homeowners, renting out their property can be a great way to generate additional income. However, rental income typically comes with tax obligations that can quickly eat into profits.

Fortunately, there’s a little-known provision in the U.S. tax code known as the Augusta Rule that allows you to earn rental income tax-free under certain conditions. In this article, we’ll explore the origins of the Augusta Rule, how it works, and how you can use it to maximize your financial benefits.

What Is the Augusta Rule?

The Augusta Rule, formally known as IRS Section 280A(g), originated from a unique situation in Augusta, Georgia. Homeowners in Augusta would rent out their homes to attendees of the annual Masters golf tournament, and in response, Congress passed legislation allowing homeowners to rent their properties for up to 14 days per year without having to report the income.

This rule has since expanded to allow all homeowners in the U.S. to take advantage of this tax-saving opportunity. If you rent your home for 14 days or fewer in a year, the income generated from that rental period is not subject to federal income taxes, provided you meet certain requirements.

How the Augusta Rule Works?

The Augusta Rule is relatively simple, but it’s important to understand the key conditions to ensure compliance and maximize the benefits:

14-Day Rental Period: You can rent your home for up to 14 days per calendar year without reporting the income to the IRS. If you exceed 14 days, you must report the entire rental income for the year.

Primary or Secondary Residence: The rule applies to your primary residence or a secondary home (such as a vacation home). However, you cannot take advantage of the Augusta Rule if you regularly use the property for rental purposes beyond 14 days.

Fair Market Value Rental Rates: To qualify, you must rent your property at a fair market value, not an artificially high or low rate. This means the rental rate should be comparable to similar properties in your area.

No Business Use: The property must not be rented to your own business or to a business entity in which you hold a significant interest. Renting to family members at below-market rates may also disqualify you from the Augusta Rule’s benefits.

By meeting these criteria, homeowners can take advantage of this tax-free income opportunity. For those in areas with high-demand short-term rental markets—such as popular vacation spots or major event locations—the financial benefits can be significant.

Maximizing the Benefits of the Augusta Rule

While the Augusta Rule is straightforward, there are strategies you can employ to maximize your tax savings:

Plan Your Rental Periods Carefully: If you live in an area that hosts large events, renting your home for the duration of these events can significantly increase your rental income within the 14-day limit. For example, during local festivals, concerts, or sports events, short-term rental rates often spike, allowing you to charge premium rates while staying within the 14-day limit.

Use the Rule for a Second Home: If you own a second home, such as a vacation property, you can use the Augusta Rule for that property as well. This allows you to potentially generate additional tax-free income without impacting the rule’s limits on your primary residence.

Careful Documentation: Ensure that you maintain thorough records of your rental activities, including rental agreements, dates of occupancy, and fair market value assessments. In case of an audit, having clear and organized documentation will help protect you.

Combine with Other Tax Benefits: The Augusta Rule can be combined with other deductions available to homeowners, such as mortgage interest deductions and property tax deductions, to further reduce your taxable income.

Potential Pitfalls to Avoid

While the Augusta Rule is an excellent way to earn tax-free rental income, it’s essential to avoid common mistakes that could invalidate your tax benefits:

Exceeding 14 Days: If you rent your home for more than 14 days, you will lose the tax-free benefit, and all rental income for the year will be subject to taxation.

Underpricing: Renting your property at below-market rates to friends, family, or business associates can lead to scrutiny from the IRS. Always charge a fair market rate to avoid potential tax issues.

Failing to Report When Required: While you’re not required to report the income if you meet the Augusta Rule’s conditions, you still need to report other rental income, particularly if you exceed the 14-day threshold.

The Augusta Rule in Practice

Consider this example: John owns a vacation home in a popular tourist area. Every year, he rents it out for 14 days during the peak tourist season, charging $500 per night. By doing so, John earns $7,000 in rental income. Thanks to the Augusta Rule, this income is entirely tax-free, provided he doesn’t rent the home for more than 14 days.

John is able to keep his vacation home available for his personal use for the rest of the year while still generating significant income during the peak season without paying a single penny in taxes on that income.

How to Leverage the Augusta Rule with Professional Help?

While the Augusta Rule offers excellent benefits, navigating the tax code can still be complex. That’s where the Augusta Rule platform comes in. This platform simplifies the process, providing tools and guidance to help you apply the rule correctly and maximize your tax savings.

Maximize Your Tax-Free Income with The Augusta Rule Platform

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Conclusion

The Augusta Rule presents a unique opportunity for homeowners to generate tax-free rental income. By understanding the rule and following best practices, you can enjoy the financial benefits without worrying about tax obligations. Whether you're renting for major events or making use of a vacation property, the Augusta Rule is a powerful tool to add to your tax-saving strategy.

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Avoiding Rookie Mistakes

Golf combines precision, strategy, and patience, making it both challenging and rewarding. For newcomers, it's easy to make rookie mistakes that can hinder both progress and enjoyment. At Deer Creek Golf Club, we understand the challenges that rookie golfers face and are committed to helping you overcome them. With the support of our expert team, you'll see improvements in no time.

Golf demands precision and patience, and many beginners struggle with the learning curve, affecting their enjoyment and performance. Identifying and addressing common rookie mistakes can help new players build a solid foundation and enhance their game.

At Deer Creek Golf Club, we offer expert instruction to guide you through overcoming these challenges. Led by Head Golf Professional Brian Curran, our team of PGA professionals provides tailored golf lessons for beginners and intermediate players alike. Whether you prefer private one-on-one sessions or group lessons, we have options to suit your needs.

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Master the Perfect Golf Takeaway with a Simple 2 Inch Move

Unlock the secret to the perfect golf takeaway with our simple 2 inch move! 💪 Whether you're a beginner or an advanced golfer, mastering the takeaway is crucial for a consistent and powerful golf swing. This video breaks down a straightforward technique that focuses on a minor adjustment with your right shoulder blade. Say goodbye to the common mistakes that result from pushing your left side, and discover how pulling from your right side can transform your swing.

By understanding this essential move, you'll see significant improvements in your backswing and overall game. It's time to simplify your golf lesson and learn from the best golf training aid available. Watch now and take your golf takeaway to the next level!

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How To Chip A Golf Ball – The Proper Setup And Why

If you're looking to improve your golf game, mastering the art of chipping is essential. Here’s a quick guide on How to Chip a Golf Ball effectively:

Proper Stance and Grip: Start with a narrow stance and weight slightly favoring your front foot. Grip the club lightly, allowing for better control and feel.

Ball Position: Place the ball in the center of your stance. This helps in achieving a clean, crisp contact.

Club Selection: Choose a wedge that suits the distance and height you need. A sand wedge is ideal for higher, softer shots, while a pitching wedge works well for lower, rolling chips.

The Swing: Keep your hands ahead of the clubhead through impact. This ensures a downward strike, which is crucial for clean contact. Use a pendulum-like motion, minimizing wrist action.

Practice Drill: Place a towel a few inches behind the ball and practice hitting chip shots without touching the towel. This drill helps in maintaining a consistent downward strike.

Practical Tips:

Feel Over Mechanics: Focus on the feel of the shot rather than getting too mechanical. This improves touch and control around the greens.

Visualize the Shot: Picture the ball’s trajectory and landing spot. Visualization aids in executing the shot as planned.

Short Game Routine: Develop a pre-shot routine for your short game. Consistency in routine translates to consistency in performance.

Common Mistakes to Avoid:

Overusing the Wrists: Excessive wrist action can lead to inconsistent contact and poor distance control.

Incorrect Ball Position: Placing the ball too far back or forward in your stance can affect the quality of contact.

Neglecting Practice: Regular practice of chipping is crucial. Incorporate different lies and distances into your practice sessions.

Final Thoughts:

Chipping might seem challenging, but with the right technique and consistent practice, you can significantly improve your short game. Remember, the key to mastering How to Chip a Golf Ball lies in a solid setup, smooth execution, and a lot of practice.

For more detailed guidance and tips on chipping, check out the full article on RotarySwing's blog: How to Chip a Golf Ball.

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Greens and Fairways: A Golfer's Guide to the Perfect Swing

Golf, often considered a game of precision and patience, demands physical skill and mental acuity. Achieving the perfect swing is a fundamental aspect of the game, and mastering it can significantly enhance a golfer's performance. Whether you're a novice or an experienced player, understanding the mechanics and techniques behind a flawless swing is crucial. This guide will delve into the essential elements of a perfect golf swing, providing tips and strategies to improve your game on the greens and fairways.

Understanding the Basics

Before attempting to refine your swing, it's vital to grasp the fundamental principles that underpin a successful golf swing. The primary components include grip, stance, posture, and alignment.

Grip: How you hold your golf club can significantly impact the control and power of your swing. There are three main types of grips: the interlocking grip, the overlapping grip, and the ten-finger grip. Each golfer may find a different grip that is more comfortable and effective, so experimenting with these options can help determine which suits you best.

Stance: Your stance provides the foundation for your swing. A balanced stance, with your feet, shoulder-width apart and weight evenly distributed is essential for stability. Ensure your knees are slightly bent and your back is straight but relaxed. This position allows for optimal movement and flexibility during the swing.

Posture: Proper posture is crucial for maintaining balance and generating power. Bend at the hips, keeping your spine straight, and let your arms hang naturally. Avoid slouching or overly rigid postures, which can hinder your swing's fluidity.

Alignment: Aligning your body correctly with the target ensures that your swing path is accurate. Your feet, hips, and shoulders should parallel the target line. Use alignment aids like clubs on the ground to check your positioning before each shot.

The Mechanics of a Perfect Swing

A perfect golf swing is a harmonious combination of several coordinated movements. Breaking down these movements can help you understand and practice each component effectively.

Backswing: The backswing sets the stage for a powerful and controlled shot. Begin by turning your shoulders away from the target while keeping your arms straight. The club should be lifted smoothly, with your wrists hinging naturally. At the top of the backswing, your left shoulder (for right-handed players) should be under your chin, and your weight should shift slightly to your right foot.

Downswing: The transition from the backswing to the downswing is where many golfers encounter difficulties. Initiate the downswing by rotating your hips towards the target, followed by your shoulders and arms. This sequence generates power and ensures a fluid motion. Keep your eyes on the ball and maintain a steady head position throughout the swing.

Impact: The moment of impact is critical for accuracy and distance. Your hands should be ahead of the clubhead at impact, creating a downward strike on the ball. This position, known as "lag," maximizes the clubhead's speed and ensures solid contact with the ball. Focus on striking the ball with the center of the clubface for optimal results.

Follow-through: A proper follow-through is a sign of a well-executed swing. After impact, allow your body to continue its rotation towards the target. Your weight should shift to your left foot, and your right foot should pivot naturally. Finish with your chest facing the target and the club high over your left shoulder.

Common Mistakes to Avoid

Even seasoned golfers can fall into habits that negatively affect their swing. Being aware of these common mistakes can help you identify and correct them.

Overthinking: Golf is as much a mental game as a physical one. Overanalyzing your swing during the motion can lead to tension and poor execution. Trust your practice and let muscle memory guide your swing.

Swinging too hard: Many golfers believe a harder swing equals longer shots. However, swinging with excessive force often results in losing control and accuracy. Focus on a smooth, controlled swing to achieve better results.

Poor grip pressure: Holding the club too tightly can restrict your swing's fluidity and cause tension in your arms and shoulders. Aim for a relaxed grip that allows for natural movement.

Inconsistent tempo: A consistent tempo is essential for a reliable swing. Practice maintaining a steady rhythm from backswing to follow-through to improve your swing's consistency.

Practice and Patience

Improving your golf swing requires dedicated practice and patience. Incorporate regular practice sessions into your routine, focusing on specific aspects of your swing. Utilize training aids, such as alignment sticks and weighted clubs, to enhance your practice sessions. Additionally, consider seeking guidance from a golf instructor who can provide personalized feedback and help you refine your technique.

Final Thoughts

Mastering the perfect golf swing is a journey that demands commitment and perseverance. By understanding the fundamentals, practicing diligently, and avoiding common pitfalls, you can significantly enhance your performance on the greens and fairways. Remember, golf is a game of continuous learning and improvement. Embrace the process, and enjoy the rewarding experience of seeing your swing evolve into a thing of beauty.