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what are your obx fandom icks?

oooooooo okay ……… disclaimer i’m not tryna offend anyone this is just my opinion 🤓

1. parasocial behaviour with the actors / giving af abt their personal life / dating life to a degree where it’s all ur talk abt. idk it’s v weird to me sorryyyyy ……. don’t project ur feelings about characters onto real ppl

2. the lack of pope content. not just in terms of writing like if you aren’t personally attracted to him for whatever reason (🤨 👁️) cool but not appreciating his character, the role he plays on the team etc is weird

3. and to add to this! clogging the pope tag with rafe of all people?!!! tag accordingly……

4. in the same vein, people using the clip of rafe beating up pope at the country club in edits… i’ve spoken about this before and clips of him in that scene out of context is fine ig but when you literally start the edit with a full clip from the scene of him smacking pope with a golf club……. side eye

5. overhating kiara. you’re allowed to not like characters, im not even the biggest fan of kiara but i recognise that her character is a victim of misogynistic writing. i’m not a fan of jiara either but like im not gonna act like she’s evil or awful………… very very very weird!!!!!!

6. ppl that spam madisons gfs comment section with stuff about madison / rudy etc etc like omg i’m not even mad i’m just embarrassedddddd like if i were them im sorry but i would hate -

7. had to delete this one cos i feel like ….. it won’t be taken well

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Pub golf Forfeit // ArthurTV

🙏 xLoving mr ATV eternally 🙏 Content: kinda fluffy ig, extra-long 5k+ wordcount CWs: Alcohol

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‼️READ THIS IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT PUB GOLF IS‼️ (if you do, skip this bold writing and move onto the main story)

Pub golf is a game where you visit a set amount of pubs and get different drinks at each one- and you need to try and finish these drinks without having to lower it, as many times as possible. 

TheBurntChip has used this concept with Harry W2S, ReevHD, Theo Baker, ArthurTV, ChrisMD, George Clarkey, and more- and that is what this oneshot is based around.

KEY TERMS: "Hole" -> the name of the pub. e.g. Hole 3 is the third pub that's been visited "Par" -> Number of sips/gulps it took to finish the drink Forfeit -> self explanatory but whenever the rules are breached/smth bad happens, a forfeit card is pulled and needs to be done. 

Reminder to always drink responsibly as per usual, only drink when you're legally allowed to do so and stay safe when going drinking.

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"ArthurTV and Maddie!"

I turned to look across the line, my eyes meeting Arthur's.

It was my first time doing a pub golf on the TheBurntChip channel and I was somewhat terrified. Sure, I'd known all the other boys ranging from years to just a few months- but I'd grown just as close with George Clarkey, who I had only met a few months ago, to Harry, who I'd known for years, having first met him when big brother Chris and Harry filmed their football videos together.

But one thing that all of the boys knew for certain, was that I had developed a little online crush on ArthurTV. Of all of Chris' friends, I'd never had the pleasure of meeting Mr TV in real life until that moment, when Harry had let it slip to Freezy who'd let it slip to Chip that I liked Arthur... thus Chip DMed an invite to for a pub golf video alongside Harry, Reev, Chris, George Clarkey, Theo Baker, and of course, Arthur.

Oh and as if it wasn't bad enough, Chris, my very own half-brother, knew I had a crush on Arthur.

"That's quite a interesting pairing isn't it, Maddie?" Chris snickered from the side with a grin I knew meant that he was going to have the time of his life teasing me for the next few hours. 

"Bit of a coincidence if you ask me, Chrissy." Harry sneered from besides Chris, making my insides churn.

I wasn't so much a YouTuber as the rest of the boys- I was originally Chris's one and only member of the camera crew and production. In that small bedroom in Jersey, Chris and I would sit together on a desk and make lists of ideas for football challenges, ways to execute them, different shots to make the video dramatic... Then, we would hit the pitches and try to film without the older boys telling us to bugger off so they could play on the pitches.

Then, people started noticing the voice behind the camera, leading to me making a BROTHER VS SISTER  video for the channel, which was only the start of coming in front of the camera more. As Chris hired professional camera men and got set production budgets from serious producers, I was pushed more in front of the camera, making videos with Harry and Chris before lurching into the British YouTube scene, initially gravitating towards the e-boys content, before relocating moreso to reaction content with George Clarkey and Cam Kirkham. 

And we don't talk about that Stephen Tries sketch I attempted.

The fans were pleased with my occasional cameos in videos on the British YouTube channels, always finding new ship names for whoever I collaborated with, or new clips to edit, or rumours to spread... but overall, I couldn't be happier with where I've ended up. 

Well, not where I'd ended up whilst filmed pub golf- right in the middle of Chris and Harry's teasing. 

"How's it a coincidence?" Arthur asked, wide brown eyes swivelling between Harry, Chris and I like a deer caught in headlights.

"Oh, just because I said I uhm..." I started. Shit, quickly Maddie, think of something quickly... My thoughts began racing. Of course Chris would begin hinting towards the fact I had a crush on Arthur not even five minutes into the recording."Chris pointed out on the way here that us two were the only ones that have never collaborated together before... Like, you know... on a video..."

Yes he knows you meant on a video, genius. Great, you sound as thick as a brick now. 

"Oh yeah, that is true actually," Arthur realised, his face lighting up as the thought seemed to land in his head. He was so expressive with his voice- like an animated Pixar character, seemingly straight out of the movie. His voice was so calm, and slightly husky, and somehow matched his face perfectly. "You should come onto the channel if you like watching those 90 day fiancée type of programmes-"

"Arthur's playing the 9 minute fiancée game right now, by the looks of it-" George giggled, nudging me from behind which only made my cheeks burn red, Arthur simply laughing it off before responding.

"Is it working though, Maddie?" Arthur flashed a grin with a quick wink, myself pretending to fall into George's arms and fan myself with my hands, jokefully pretending I was falling for it. 

The real joke was that I wasn't just pretending to fall for it.

Arthur's biggest asset were those fucking eyes. They had me melting with how wide and doe-like they were- his eyes seeming to light up whenever he started a topic that interested him. 

"You're not chatting her up are you, Arthur?" Reev raised his brow and crossed his arms to ask. Out of all of the boys, Reev was the most like a brother in the fact he was so protective- always trying to make sure I was safe. The others were more like brothers in the fact they'd just tease me and get under my skin at every opportunity. 

I watched as Arthur's eyes widened, as he assumed Reev was trying to intimidate him.

"Give him a break, Reev, he's just having a laugh," I defended Arthur, not letting him respond to the allegation in fear that Arthur would shake his head or say that he really wasn't interested in me. That could wait until a few more holes, when I was too peppered to care.

"Well, listen to this you two, for your couples outfit, you two will be going as... The prisoner and the policeman...! or woman!" Chip exclaimed, throwing the outfits to us. 

I looked a the policewoman outfit he had handed to me- the costume coming with a short skirt, unscrupulous tie and lopsided police hat.

This was gonna be a long video...

...

"Hole one, the rule on his hole is that you must drink it with your left hand!"

Hole one was easy. Arthur sent his pint down in one and after Harry and Reev, it was my turn to have my pint of lager. 

"You want me to hold your hair back?" He offered. I searched for a band on my wrist and almost facepalmed as I realised I hadn't thought to bring one.

"Yes please, I completely forgot to get a hairband... Just come up behind me and grab my hair, while I do it" I said, scrunching my face up with realisation of what I'd said only once it had come out of my mouth.

"What was that?" Harry asked, bursting into laughter.

"Get in, Mr TV-"

"Please, not at that at the drinking table-"

"Not on the Chippo YouTube channel, you won't, but I can think of another site where you could-"

"Shut up I didn't mean it like that..." I groaned and put my head in my hands. "Look, I'm just going to send off the pint-"

Arthur's hand wrapped around my hair, the other one on my shoulder, rubbing it and giving soft words of encouragement. I let the drink tip down my throat easily as I felt the face heat up, his words landing hot on the back of my neck and making me want to shiver, despite the fact I was holding the drink. I could feel my face burning when I dropped the glass back down, grinning with the fact I had done it in one...

"That was really good- I didn't think you could finish it in two." Harry commented, nodding his head in surprise.

"I did it in one though?"

"Counted as two points though- you drank it with your right hand." Chip explained with a devious grin. 

Of course I had been stupid enough as to forget the rule- too fixated on gorgeous bloody Arthur instead of what I was actually meant to be doing. Drinking.

"That one's Arthur's fault- Maddie was too distracted by waiting for you to come up behind her-"

"SHUT UP, GEORGE!" Arthur's face went into his hands this time, both of us clearly a blushing mess from all the comments the boys were making. 

...

"What does your forfeit card say?" Arthur asked as we travelled to the next hole, not downcast despite my mess-ups, as we were still in joint second. 

"Sing a song with your partner at one of the holes." I read it off. "Sorry for getting you roped into it..."

"No, no, that's actually one of the only one's I'd happily be roped into," Arthur shook his head. "I suppose we just need to think of a song to sing... You a fan of Harry Potter?"

"Am I?!" I repeated enthusiastically. "You have no idea how much I used to love those books, movies... Even the Cursed Child I went and saw."

"Seriously? I just get called a nerd whenever I say I like Harry Potter," Arthur gawked. "Do you have a wand?"

"Yep, Ginny's wand- black and fourteen inches." I proudly nodded. "You could see those fourteen inches later ya know..."

"Only if you're trying to see a rather bendy, sixteen inch one with waterproofing." Arthur retaliated with confidence. 

"You got Hagrid's wand?"

"Duh, it came with an umbrella."

"Of course that's why you'd get it."

"This is hole two to the left, here!" Chip bellowed from behind. I lagged behind slightly to walk with Chris and Harry- catch up with them for a moment.

"You and Arthur getting cozy, eh?" Chris wiggled his brows, looking forwards to Arthur who was petting a dog with Reev- the both of them looking completely out of place, dressed in a bright orange prisoner jumpsuit and Reev as ketchup bottle (with a hat for a lid)- though the dog seemed pleased nonetheless. 

"Just don't let me catch you two snogging after a few more drinks." Harry put bluntly, making my eyes go wide.

"Just because you guys know I like him doesn't mean he likes me back, unfortunately." I reminded them, though I could feel my heart melting as Arthur scratched the back of the dog's ear and tickled his chin, the dog happily wagging his tail with his tongue lolling out as Arthur pet him. 

"Seems to like you enough." Harry shrugged. "Like you enough to come up behind you and-"

"Seriously shut up... Did I sound that stupid when I said that?"

"Yeah."

"No"

Chris and Harry responded simultaneously.

"Okay you sounded a little flustered when you said it, but then Arthur was blushing and looked shy as well- and everyone knows he's a bit awkward around women he likes," Harry pat my back comfortingly. "If anything he looked like more of a tit than you."

"Great, thanks Harry." I responded, somewhat flatly and yet somewhat happily. 

"Maddie, your team's getting another forfeit because Arthur scared the dog away." Chip addressed me as we neared the bar.

"Like hell he did, that dog loved him!" I exclaimed, head swivelling to find Arthur guiltily wavering his eye contact.

"Theo tried to take the dog away from me by offering it something so I tried to bash him with his wheelchair but the dog got scared and ran off." Arthur explained, kicking at a pebble on the ground. 

"Did you hit Theo?"

"Yes-"

"Well then... At least you hit him."

"What the fuck, Maddie." Theo deadpanned. 

"Don't try steal Arthur's bitches I guess." I shrugged, watching as Arthur withdrew a forfeit card, his face dropping as he read it. 

"What does it say?" I asked, leaning over to try and read it. He smacked it against his chest before shoving it into a pocket, eyes wide as they met my own.

"Uhh- nothing." Arthur spluttered. "We can sort it out when we get to hole five when forfeits are actually activated... What did you say the rule for this hole was, Chip?"

"Drink with your partner holding the glass." Chip responded. 

I looked at Arthur.

"You're quite a bit taller- you're gonna have to crouch down for me to hold it." I realised, picking up the bloody mary and wrinkling my nose. "They really couldn't have picked a worse drink."

"They're foul aren't they." Arthur gave a dirty look to the glass. 

Each pair began seeing their drinks off, using a variety of methods to check whether it was too much or they needed a break.

"Do we need to do the hand-squeeze method to indicate whether it's too much?" Arthur asked, looking distastefully as Reev squeezed Harry's hand, signalling for Harry to tilt more. 

"I'm thinking we just raw-dog it." I shrugged, looking up for Arthur's reaction. He nodded in tasteful agreement.

"That's how I usually do it, anyways."

He picked one glass up. "You first," He stated instead of asking. "And open wide."

Reev gave him a neck-slap and a "Watch it, Arthur..." before I opened my mouth and tilted my head back, finishing it in one. 

"Alright, sit down so you're lower down, Arthur." I spoke through a shudder, the bitterness of the bloody mary giving me a whole-body shiver. 

Picking up a glass, I stood to the side of Arthur and held it up to his face, leaning over slightly due to the awkward angle I stood at. 

"Just come 'ere-" He reached out, steadfastly placing his hands on my hips and manspreading- pulling me between his legs so that I was closer and presumably so that he had a better angle to drink from. I felt my body react to his touch, cheeks warming and knees feeling a bit wobbly as he held his hands there for a moment longer, his grip firm but not forceful. I tried to maintain composure and stop myself from running my hands through his fluffy hair and kissing him right then and there.

"You watch your bloody hands, Arthur." Chris warned, causing Arthur to hold them up by his head as if pleading innocence. As he finally released his hold, I couldn't help but notice how the closeness between us left a lingering sensation, like an electric current still pulsating through my skin. His presence was intoxicating, and I struggled to steadily hold the glass for Arthur to down. I turned to death-glare Chris as I placed the glass back onto the table once Arthur had finished it. 

"Why would anyone voluntarily order that, that's awful... I feel like I've lost my soul after drinking that..." Arthur shivered at the bitterness. "Who knew dementors could be put in drinks..."

Laughing, I sat down besides him and leaned my head against his shoulder as if it were second nature. It felt so natural and cosy against the crook of his neck, and I felt warmed even more as he put his arm around my shoulders, watching in a comfortable silence as Chip choked on his drink from across the table. 

"You're so cute..." I murmured, and only once the words had been said did I regret them slightly. I facepalmed internally as Arthur struggled to reply for a moment, myself wondering why I had to be such a lightweight; only 2 drinks down and already I was making careless comments.

"Am I really cute?" Arthur asked after a moment, and I pulled away from his shoulder to dopily smile at him. 

"Of course you are, you have a cute little smile." I grinned, causing his lips to stretch out into a smile as he laughed slightly, eyes curving into happy little crescents as he did. "See? Cutest smile I've even seen." I giggled, and Arthur looked down with such domestic happiness in his glowing chocolate eyes I felt as though my heart were melting, simply so infatuated with him.

"Hope I'm not interrupting anything here-" Harry planted himself between Arthur and I on the bench, forcing Arthur's arm away and my head from his neck. Arthur cleared his throat and looked at the ground whilst Harry looked between Arthur and I. "What, something wrong?" Harry responded to my blank face, before grinning and giving a wink which Arthur couldn't see. 

"Prick," I hissed as I passed Harry on the walk to the third hole, causing Harry to burst into laughs and start explaining to Chris what he's done- only making Chris laugh alongside him. 

Pricks.

...

Hole three was easy- just a glass of wine and pub quiz Arthur and I managed to lose a point at for winning the quiz. 

As the smallest person there, I was also the least able to handle large amounts of alcoholic units- and it had begun showing, from the moment I went to stand up and almost fell back down. 

Arthur had to walk with his arm around me to the next pub, though I wasn't complaining- instead holding his hand and making him skip with me to hole four. 

"Long Island iced teas on this one," Chip explained. "And the rule here is that one member of the team must drink it blindfolded."

"I think I'm more sober than you at the minute," Arthur stated the obvious, as if I hadn't just made him skip to this hole. "I'll wear the blindfold for this one."

"You sure? I'm not completely gone right now, just a bit...Well..." It was a pointless proposition from myself. Arthur just shook his head, handing me the blindfold.

I slipped the material over his eyes, placing the drink on a separate table to that the boys wouldn't dump ice into his drink (which had just happened to Theo's drink), and directing him to the glass- though Chip had better ideas. 

"Maddie, could you please regulated the hand-" Arthur spoke waveringly, and I noticed that Chip had a hand on Arthur's arse.

"Oi, chip-" I reached over for the space hopper which was besides the bag, whacking Chip with it before being hit in the face with it myself.

"Fuck!" We both exclaimed. Arthur had found his glass and drank it in one towards the side, meanwhile Chip found Theo's wheelchair and he began fighting against me and my space hopper. "Chip, I don't think you're gonna win this one," I huffed as the space hopper bounced off of his side, making him stumble slightly. 

"Like shit won't I win- I've been going gym you know-" I cut off his rambles by throwing the hopper at him, causing him to stumble back and trip slightly over the curb so that he was sat on the pavement- allowing me to put my arm around his neck, squeezing only slightly.

"Tap out already, Chip..." I groaned whilst Chip shook his head whilst struggling.

"Chip isn't used to tapping out, he usually passes out before he gets the chance." Theo sneered from the side. That seemed to be enough to make Chip tap out. 

We finished our drinks after that before agreeing on a short grace period, where we sat around and chattered for a few minutes.

"The blindfold makes you feel like, ten times more drunk than you actually are." George said, the other who had worn the blindfold agreeing. 

"You should try it, Maddie- you're by far the most off your head right now- it'll be funny to see how you react to it."

That's how I ended up on the pavement, blindfold on and hands outstretched as Arthur directed me, his fingers occasionally brushing against mine as he'd insisted on walking beside me to make sure I didn't get a concussion from falling over anything.

"Watch the curb here, it's quite difficult navigating- WHOA" As soon as Arthur had said that, I stumbled, almost falling but Arthur held me up from behind whilst the others laughed from the table at my stagger. "You sure you wanna continue? I don't think it's safe, Maddie..."

"It'll be okay, I'm just gonna get back to the table and pull it off..."

I took a few more staggered steps, Arthur holding my hand to guide me whilst I was blinded, his hand warm and reassuring, and I felt confident with Arthur's unwavering presence by my side. His touch sent a gentle electrical ripples down my spine, igniting a spark that brought butterflies to life in my stomach as I focussed less on walking and more on Arthur.

But then I felt a blow to my head- not painful- but extremely forceful.

Some voices screamed "CHIP!" whilst another shouted "Maddie!" as I staggered, waiting to fall- before feeling hands on my back and the crook of my knees, gravity seeming to turn upside down for a moment, before the blindfold was ripped off. 

Arthur's face was above my own, looking forwards as he walked- his two strong arms holding me flush to his body as he carried me in what I assumed was bridal style- having prevented my fall. He looked gorgeous from this angle- his chiselled features accentuated by the soft glow of the sunshine through the dull English clouds- and his eyes, like pools of warm honey, never not making me melt.

"You okay, Maddie?" He looked down and questioned, eyes full of concern and yet also alighting sparks within me as they met my own.

"What? Of course I am... What even happened?" I asked in confusion as I looked back and saw the boys with open mouths looking between myself and Chip, who had a look of upmost guilt on his face. Arthur sat down on one of the seats surrounding the table and lowering me onto that same seat before replying. Nevermind- I was actually sat on his lap, and was NOT going to complain about it.

Chris was going to instead.

"She can sit on her own seat, Arthur-"

"She's almost been bloody ran over, she's sticking with me for now." Arthur huffed resolutely, wrapping his arms around my waist as he spoke to make his point. I felt my head go fuzzy from the touch, leaning back into his touch and resting my head onto his shoulder where it felt like it belonged... Before pulling it back off quickly as I digested his words again.

"Hang on, almost ran over? What the Hell just happened?"

"Chip thought it'd be a good idea to whack you with the space hopper whilst you were blindfolded and he knocked you off balance- you would've fallen into the road if Arthur hadn't got you." Harry explained, a small smile playing on his face. 

"Good man, Arthur." Reev nodded his head approvingly before turning to Chip. "And you, you're no better at handling your drink than her- what if she had gotten run over?"

"Good riddance, in that case." Chip sipped his water calmly, making me throw an ice cube at him.

In the end, Chip made a formal apology (which was of course easily accepted), and drew another forfeit card, having to take 3 shots to make up for almost brutally murdering me- which I thought was very fair. 

Hole five happened so quickly I didn't even register it- though that may have been also due to the knock to the head Chip had delivered. 

However on the walk between hole five to hole six, the alcohol began taking its effect on more people. 

Namely, Chris and Chip.

Chip had found the space hopper once more and began hammering Chris with it whilst Chris balled up onto the ground. "YOU STUPID BOY-" Chip was yelling between blows, Harry and Reev slapping each other between laughs. 

Then, Harry set off on his bike to the next hole as Chip let Chris get up- before we all slung our arms over each other and began the journey to hole 6, singing Backstreet Boys all the way there. 

Arthur lagged behind slightly, and though I was busy singing with Chris and Chip, I did notice they were having quite a hushed conversation, and looking our way every so often.

"Hole six- forfeits are now activated!"

"Can I know your forfeit yet?" I whispered to Arthur, and he simply shook his head with a small smile. 

"I know what it is, Maddie," Reev giggled to the side, rubbing his hands together with a look of glee on his face. 

"Is that what you two were talking about whilst we walked here?" I gasped at the realisation, looking between the two as they shrugged with all-knowing smiles on their faces. 

Hole six was easy- sambuca shots with no hands. I managed mine, though I almost choked it and chipped it when it clattered onto the table- whereas Arthur was found out for trying to dilute his drink, and was made to do two shots instead. 

Still, he didn't seem to be off his head at all.

"Arthurrr," I sang I skipped up to him, on the journey to hole seven.

"Madelyn." He nodded cordially, saying my full name before smirking as he saw my face wrinkle in disgust. "Not a fan of your full name?"

"Not when it's bloody Madelyn, I'm not," I responded, shuddering at the thought.

"Maddie sounds like you're mad," Arthur pondered. "You should just go with... Lyn."

"...Lyn." I repeated, trying to hold a laugh.

"Yeah, it's cute- just like you." Arthur grinned down, making me turn away so he wouldn't see the stupid blush that began spreading across my cheeks.

"Suddenly I quite like that name." I smiled bashfully back, and Arthur just laughed, sliding an arm around me casually and allowing me to rest my head against his shoulder as we walked in a comfortable silence.

"You're so fine, Arthur." I said after a while. "You know I like you?"

"I like you too, Lyn." He patted my head and pulled his arm away, instead slipping his hand into mine as we walked. I didn't feel satisfied with his reaction. Did he not realise I meant that I liked him romantically?

"No, I meant that like- I really like-"

"AND HERE IS HOLE SEVEN!" 

Trust Chip to ruin a romantic moment. 

just an fyi im swapping the order of the holes- everything that happened in the vid at hole 8 is now assumed to have happened at hole 7, and vice versa

"Lyn I don't think I an do another pint," Arthur put down two drinks onto the table before sitting on my lap instead of the bench, allowing me to plop my policeman hat onto his head and hug him from behind, shaking my head.

"I've been finished since hole three, Arthur- I don't care what happens now, you can just sip the whole thing and I'll be fine with that." I groaned. "I'm definitely doing this in at least three different pars..."

I did exactly that. Arthur managed his in five, alongside my words of encouragement which made Chip awhhh.

"I love how everyone hates each other and is beating each other with the space hopper between holes whilst Arthur and Maddie are too busy holding hands and being wholesome with each other, walking alone to each hole." Chip said with a disoriented smile at one of the cameras, louder than he thought he was being as both myself and Arthur watched him say it to the camera.

"Bit early to be holding hands isn't it?" Chris asked, dopily swinging his head back to Arthur and I, only just registering Arthur was also sat on my lap. "Naughty, don't be sitting on each others laps like I have no idea what's going in where when someone sits on someone's lap-"

"That's enough from you, Chris." I shushed my brother, pressing a hand to his mouth which weakly attempted to paw away from his mouth.

"On to hole eight, final hole?" Chip proposed and everyone nodded in agreement- all too ready to get this over and done with.

"I don't think I've ever been this drunk before." I admitted to Arthur as we exited the pub, hands clasped together and swinging joyfully back and forth as we walked, as though we were kids. "I feel like I'm not even walking."

"And now you really aren't even walking," Arthur said as he placed his arms on my legs and back, scooping me back into his arms, carrying me as though I were nothing. I wrapped my arms around his neck and stared up at his face I'd grown so fond of over these past few hours. 

"What song d'you wanna sing for my forfeit at the next hole?" I questioned, myself also wondering what we could sing. 

"Oh it'll come to us when we get there..." Arthur spoke lazily, jumping me up to readjust my grip causing me to let out a squeak before relaxing against his body. Did he have abs under that shirt? It felt like it. He is so fine. 

My thoughts died out as I realised this was the final hole and after this it would be all over. Thank God. 

We all clinked our jaeger bombs together, the lightweight drink easily going down in one for everyone before Chip reminded Arthur and I that we still had forfeits we had to complete.

"What is your forfeit Arthur?" Harry asked inquisitively- somehow looking as though he hadn't had a single drink, although he had in fact had the most, having ordered an extra pint for good measure.

"That's what I'm asking- he still hasn't told me, either!" I exclaimed, looking for Arthur to give his game up and show the card. "C'mon, surely you can reveal it now that it's the last hole-"

"Not before you do your forfeit-song to the bar- look- they have a karaoke machine nobody's using there, go use it before someone else takes it!" Arthur rushed, pointing at the TV screen connected to a microphone and speakers. The other boys began clamouring their agreement before pushing me up to the stage, a bundle of nerves as I stumbled up the stairs, slotting a coin into the machine and waiting for the next song to come on. 

"ArthurTV this is a GROUP FORFEIT- GET UP ONTO THE STAGE!" I shouted and held a hand out to Arthur, causing him to take my hand and get onto the stage with the help of the boys, as they cheered upon hearing the first few chords of the infamous song we were only singing a few hours ago.

I Want it That Way, by the Backstreet Boys. Of course. 

I held the mic out for Arthur to hold with me as we sang the first line.

You are... My fi-ire, the one... desi-ire

I opened my eyes and faced Arthur, the look of joy melted into his caramel eyes and making me feel soft and gentle hearted as we went to sing the next line.

Believe... When I say... THAT I WANT IT THAT WAY

I looked out to the crowd and saw that some tables had turned to face us, singing alongside the tune- and all the other boys had huddled together, arms around each other and swaying back and forth as they joined us for the chorus. 

Tell me why Ain't nothin' but a heartache

Arthur closed his eyes as he virtually shouted the lyrics into the microphone, getting so into the song I had to pause to laugh before continuing

Tell me why Ain't nothin' but a mistake Tell me why I never wanna hear you say

Arthur and I leaned it to sing the final bit of the song, heartily enjoying as the rest of the bar joined us to finish it.

I want it that way

I looked at Arthur, his own eyes meeting me own- full of a tender sort of love I had only ever seen in the movies...

Cause I want it that way...

The song ended with whistles and claps from the rest of the bar, before I dropped the microphone to the ground, wheeling around to face Arthur with a squeal and outstretched arms, as my arms wrapped around his neck, his arms found my waist, pulling me right off of the floor as he hugged me, spinning me around once before I pulled my head off of his chest and looked up at his glowing face.

My eyes only flickered down to his lips for a milisecond before I felt his on top of my own, a billion tiny fireflies lighting up and racing around my stomach as I closed my eyes, relaxing into his hands which were positioned lazily around my waist, holding me lovingly as his lips caressed my own, tuning out the world around us as I focussed on just him and I- together - his lips perfectly top of mine.

...

"What was your forfeit in the end, Arthur?" I asked, eyebrows scrunched as I sat on his lap at the table- arms around his neck and my police hat and tie around Arthur's neck. 

Theo was close to nodding off whilst Chip besides him already had. Chris had taken to the stage, wowing the bar with his drunk dancing and (not) killer vocals. Harry, George and Reev still seemed alright however, and were sat making warm conversation around the table, laughing and joking like there was nothing wrong. And truly- there was nothing wrong.

Arthur smiled slightly at my question before tugging at his pocket and pulling out the card, sharpie pen scrawled across it saying:

Give a kiss to the fittest person in the group xoxo (Doesn't have to be on the lips, Chip- we know you will anyways, but everyone else- just know you don't need to go that deep)

I laughed at the bracketed side-note before looking up to Arthur who smiled goofily down at me, looking so pleased- as though he wouldn't rather have anyone else in his arms.

My hand found the side of his face, thumb tracing his jawline and running up his cheeks before padding at his lips. Closing my eyes, I leaned it, finding his lips as we kissed once more, still with the afterglow of embers burning in my heart as I realised I couldn't be happier in anyone else's arms. 

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[nugget-gender]

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you didnt specify so im going to use a large amount of Guys

Asera: In terms of hobbies. She doesn't do much on account of Actually Socializing a lot. He does collect things though, like figurines or limited edition plushies. I think my favorite thing abt her is. well. the angst potential.

Viktor: Does reading City Wikipedia count? He mostly just works and researches. The research holds no real purpose, though. Sometimes he argues with people on City Reddit. I like him for his loser energy and cringefail personality <3

Scarlett: Once she realizes that she is a person with actual feelings, I think she likes cooking and baking. I loooove the uber autism it makes me very happy

Ruby: Sleeping with coworkers. Also singing, but she's shy about it. Sometimes it tries to cook. I like when I get to push down her facade because it is Tiring to maintain in rp. good lord girl

Adam: Reading Bible. He probably plays golf or something. He would. I like playing with how faith interacts with. The City.

Slips: Nobody expects this, but he is absurdly good at turn-based strategy. Real time strategy, not so much. Very good comic relief, and some angst potential when you think abt it.

Tetra: Avid reader. Does some writing, but nobody sees it. Could probably be convinced to release the fanfics. I fucking love having such a Normal Man. he isnt but hes the closes i have

Parker: Smoking weed counts if its a communal activity, right? Otherwise participates in the hobbies of others, but doesn't have any of their own. I gotta love having an oc that is unarguably horrible. You dont have to make everyone redeemable

Mary: She enjoys sewing, and occasionally tries to get into knitting. She can also play piano. I enjoy her fixation on her abnormality son(Child of the Galaxy)

Maritza: Enjoys reading, but more as visual novels or webcomics than books. She's also getting into programming. Token straight woman. At the very least, she maintains that she is.

Myukeu: Roleplays online. It also collects rocks. I love the prey animal nature of the myooks.

Evgeni: They do a lot of working. She also likes to look at bugs, but doesn't care to collect them. He does have a pet frog, though, and raises some beetles for it. Excellent thingy. Very Normal(odd).

Katya: She works out. It makes her uncomfortable when people are stronger than her. Nobody is allowed to see the hello kitty collection. Parker did somehow, and it makes Katya Very Not Happy. I enjoy having her to enforce the realization that Parker Bad, but in her own right shes pretty fun :3

These are all lobotomy corp ocs by origin. yes, i have definitely thought about murdering them in cold blood.

[cazort]

I can't possibly emphasize the long-term benefits of having free or cheap hobbies.

Our world is so full of possibilities, there are almost endless choices of different activities you can do for fun. So, given all that choice, why not choose something free or at least cheap?

Expensive hobbies can really hold you back in life. The money you put into them is money you aren't using to pay off debt, or saving to improve your financial future.

You also may be forced to quit or cut back on an expensive hobby if your income takes a hit, or you find yourself financially strained. Now you're put in a difficult position, if you relied on that hobby for relaxation or self-regulation.

Expensive hobbies are also a magnet for people who are social climbers, conspicuous consumers, and people with wasteful spending habits. The people you will connect with through expensive hobbies, even if they themselves are "rich", are not going to help you get any richer and are probably going to have the exact opposite effect. The really rich ones will spend lavishly and the ones not really enough to afford the hobby will complain about being financially strained and always wishing they had more.

What are some great hobbies? Cooking (can save you money if it allows you to eat out less), gardening (can save you money on produce), bicycling (healthy & enviromentally sound way to get around, and can reduce your car expenses), walking (same reason), any number of free online hobbies like writing, open source coding, running a website, or watching or reading all sorts of free stuff, or just talking to friends. And in person? Just hanging out with friends. Some home improvement or handiwork can be a good hobby if it reduces your spending on professional contractors. Or selling junk online can be a great hobby, simplify your life and even earn a little side income. Watching free media, of which there is practically infinite these days. Learning a foreign language. Learning to identify plants. Using citizen science websites like iNaturalist. Reading books from a public library or engaging just about any way with a public library. Volunteering. Playing games which could be old, free video games, board games that you buy once and can play many times, or even making up games. Creating music especially if you already own an instrument or sing, or can get a cheap instrument. Being active politically like writing letters or volunteering for candidates or even running for office (using other ppl's money!!!) Exploring your neighborhood or town on foot or on public transit. Exploring the world via the internet. Editing Wikipedia. Contributing to any online community. Moderating communities in need of moderators.

Seriously the possibilities are endless. Intense hobbies or lazy ones, you can do them all cheaply or for free.

No one ever needs to stoop to the level of stuff like golf or skiing.

[alyssa-johaan]

LET'S TALK: Thoughts in your late 20s

Back in January of this year, I wrote down my list of ins & outs just like everyone else did. 5 months into the year, I'm reflecting back at some of those points and noticing how easy some of those "outs" have been in these last few months and it was not because I was intentionally trying to stop or reduce some personal habits and behaviour but it was simply because I started to outgrow certain things or some things just did not resonate with me anymore so naturally it stopped becoming my priority too.

January to April was hectic with work commitments and it was only in mid of last month I started to notice a change of my personal focus, my thoughts and what I enjoy surrounding myself with - and just in case you are somewhat feeling the same too, I hope you know that it is only human of us to feel a certain way and if anything, it shows growth, maturity and could all be a blessing in a disguise for where you are in life at the moment.

Some thoughts on:

Money - where should I be investing in my late twenties and what should my financial priorities be? A house, my short term wants, my long term needs? Is what I'm saving each month enough? Ok but now what about the things that I have on my wish list - how do I prioritise that too? I'm still learning this challenge daily and even more so recently I've been thinking about what I want to spend on now vs the comfortable house I want in the future. It is a personal debate for your own to decide what could just be a short term want vs the necessary long term needs.

Hobbies - i'd like to admit that growing up, I wanted to be an all-rounder; involved in performing arts, did tap dance, ballet, singing lessons, joined the debate team, public speaking - i did all of this not because I wanted to prove anything or to anyone but it really was because I wanted to do it all. I think it was in my early 20s that I realised how grateful I am to that teenage all-rounder wannabe me for doing all that because that helped me with my self confidence over the years and in some ways, it also helped me with the fear of being judged or afraid to be alone in a room full of people. Maybe it was because with all these hobbies I had, I always had to put myself out there and despite the weekly commitments with the lessons and everything in between the daily 8-3PM school hours, I had fun - I really did. And I'm thankful for that. Fast forward to 10 years (& a bit) later at 26 years old, I'm thinking - what are my hobbies now? or what is it that is my source of happiness? I've also accepted that what my hobbies were 10 or 5 years ago are not the same today and that is OKAY. So again, "hobbies" - what is it for me now? I like to go on a morning walk, a run, I like to travel, I like to curate mood boards, I like to make my coffee, healthy snacks, I like to rewatch old romcoms, tv series, I like to edit videos, I like to style my outfits. The thing is, I used to think that hobbies HAD to be something big and extra productive like painting, playing golf, tennis, sculpting etc and at one point I thought to myself "Wow, I really don't have a hobby now because I'm not doing any of these things" - without realising that I am already doing my hobbies and enjoying things that fulfil me just the same way these hobbies could content others.

Travel - I love traveling and because of work, I also get to discover new countries here and there which I'm always grateful for. But in these last two years especially I've grown to embrace the type of traveler I am and it may not be best suited to everyone's travelling style but I like it for my own and I seek you to also embrace your traveling style in however way that makes you happy. At the end of the day, you are funding for your own pursuit of happiness. To start, I'm a slow traveler who enjoys the little things and I am okay to just sit down at a cafe or a hotel lounge to people watch or read a book with a cup of coffee on the side and in between that, discover the local shopping scene, galleries and hotels - I love hotels. But my ultimate key in my travelling style now is to not rush or cramp too many things at one go because very so often I'm already doing that when I'm not on holiday. So, you can be a thrill seeker, an adventurous soul or a zen chaser and that is just how you simply enjoy being on holiday. This then leads you to deciding the group of people you choose to surround yourself with during this time and again, it is a personal decision for your own! You can read what type of traveler you are here if you are debating with yourself.

Movies/TV Series - I am currently on my Sex & The City binge at the moment and I don't know why 18 year old me thought I could relate to the series then but I definitely could not have when I'm only noticing now the relatable adulthood matters. Eighteen year old me definitely did not know but maybe she wanted to already feel like she was apart of something.. Anyway, the spotlight on girl friendships and when you find that circle you can be yourself with and trust, you start to love the friendship bond like sisters. Or other things the TV series centralises around like career doubts, growing apart from past interests and friendships etc. I also recently rewatched Confessions of a Shopaholic after years and now I could understand the fear of being in debt or the beautiful issue with owning a credit card - the movie portrayed a fab way of the quote "what goes around, comes around" for both ends, Rebecca Bloomwood (the shopaholic) and Derek Smeath (the debt collector). For Derek Smeath, he did deserve all those coins.

And there's that - just some thoughts from a late twenty year old. Realising things at any age can bring a certain type of joy to one and I'd like to think that in between all of this, I'm just growing up and finding joy as we go and learn.

For those reading, what about you? Do you feel differently about certain things too? Always up for a chat via my Instagram DM x

[sloshed-cinema]

Mahler on the Couch [Mahler auf der Couch] (2010)

Dear Lord, I hope this was supposed to be funny. Starting off on a reserved note, flashes of Gustav Mahler on the train to meet the psychoanalyst Sigmund Freud intermingled with loving or conflicted shots of his wife Alma, it quickly devolves into They Came Together style melodrama. Gustav collapses in his studio, scattering manuscript paper everywhere and clutching his head as he reads a letter from Alma’s lover delivered in the mail, the score exploding in a dramatic flurry. Friends and family address the camera directly in The Office-style cutaway confessional interviews, remarking wryly on the drama of the Mahler’ lives, offering their Gustav hot takes. Everyone is dressed in the latest selections from Sears and Gustav frequently looks like a suburban dad who just wants to play golf. And it doesn’t help that the film was shot and edited by madmen. The camera swoops and swoons zipping around a propos of nothing. The cutting together of these images feels like an elementary schooler’s approach to their first powerpoint presentation: if all of these swooping text and dissolving transitions exist, why not use them? At points it approaches psychedelia, Alma’s distraught face superimposed multiple times in the frame, dissolving and reappearing. It almost recalls Ken Russell’s 1974 take on the composer’s life, except that filmmaker actually knew what he was doing. Surely this all has to be intentional, right? Right!?

13 years before Maestro and Napoleon pulled the one-two punch of “well, the movie is titled after and centered on the guy, but it’s reeeeally about the lady,” this film has the same stance on the relationship between Alma and Gustav. Similar to its later peers, Mahler on the Couch fumbles this balance by focusing primarily on the man’s experience while pretending it isn’t doing so. Alma sacrificed her artistic life for Gustav, bowed to the every whim of a self-centered and reclusive man. She feels conflicted about that, even aside from the affair which sparked the occasion for this meeting with Freud. We catch glimpses of her questioning what she should do, resolving to leave Gustav before coming back to him and declaring him the center of her Universe. But the structure still centers on the composer’s unpacking of his own shitty behavior, for which he still has to be given a lame excuse by Freud in their parting moments. Even if this is all about memories and regression, the balance is off in terms of the film developing the character that it clearly finds more interesting. Instead we get an outcome which feels like something akin to character assassination of Gustav Mahler while Alma is a barely sketched-out stick figure.

Perhaps the greatest tragedy of the film is its use of music. While Mahler’s oeuvre is limited in terms of the number of works he composed, the emotional spectrum within his nine completed symphonies and other orchestral works is vast and deep. Reusing the same three cues ad nauseam from the Fourth, Fifth, and Tenth deprives them of their emotional potency. The Adagietto of the Fifth, for instance, becomes shorthand for ecstasy or loss in the events of the film no matter the context, which creates a homogeneous approach to something which should be specific. It also debones the moment of Alma reading the sketch of the movement (something she can do with her eyes closed, apparently) and experiencing the music for the first time, when we’ve heard it before. Maybe Esa-Pekka Salonen and the Swedish Radio Symphony Orchestra only had an afternoon to dash out a couple of tracks for the score and had to bounce.

THE RULES

SIP

Someone says 'sanatorium'.

Mahler freaks the fuck out.

The movie cuts back to a character directing a camera directly.

BIG DRINK

Sudden jump in timeline.

Freud puffs his cigar.

[tenshindon]

it a golfer moment

[pronounpinbadge]

fyi i am not a transandrophobia/transmisandry truther and im gonna explain why. preliminary note im not transfem/transmasc and dont experience transmisogyny, all of the info i have is directly from my transfem friends or from trans women talking about this stuff. take with a grain of salt and listen to trans women on this first and foremost!

21/10/2022 edit: if another one of you weirdos assumes that im cis because im not transmasc or transfem im going to assume that you are actually faking your acceptance of complex identities, or actually any identity that doesnt fit your trinary of man/woman/nonbinary (as a whole label, not an umbrella term) suck my transneutral duogenitals

transandrophobia is a term that doesn't need to exist, because it was made to mirror the term transmisogyny but for transmascs, but transandrophobia truthers (TAT's for short) misunderstand what transmisogyny actually means (which is pretty much the driving force behind this whole discourse, lack of research and understanding)

transmisogyny is the intersection of transphobia (based on the birth sex) and misogyny (based on the desired sex) -- an example of this in cissexist standard would be "failed to be a man, trying to get pity by being a woman" which leads to degendered dehumanisation. trans men are hugely more impacted by cissexist misogyny, since we all live in a massively misogynistic society still, so theres no need for a term that intersects transphobia and a societal nonproblem, cissexist misandry. even if transandrophobia WAS just a term for 'transphobia against tmascs' (which is dumb, you can just say transphobia) transfems dont have a term like that, why do you! thats not what transmisogyny is at best and an intentional misinterpretation at worst.

misandry does happen to tmascs in ways, like "if you go on T youll become a digusting bald angry abuser", but thats about it, a misogynist society will always favour men, even if the 'stupid weak women' are trying to play pretend as us 🤪 that isnt comparable to transfeminine mass fetishisation in the sex work industry (which is the intersection of misogyny, since theyre supposedly ""not woman"" but still treated as sex objects since "they wanna be women!") (which trans men also suffer from vis a vis the whole cuntboy fetish!!!)

i understand the thoughtline of "they get a special word" -> "their discrimination is worse than mine" -> "we need a special word too" that TATs go along but you have to break out of the trauma-olympics mindset. trauma is trauma, doesnt matter how much you suffer

TLDR; transmascs suffer more from cissexism a la misogyny than they do misandry, so transandrophobia is an unneeded term and only divides tfems and tmascs more for the sake of 'our special boy-discrimination word'

this is an EXPLANATION post on why im not a transandrophobia truther, not a discourse post -- if you debate on this post/try to get a response just know ive already muted this post and am going to go play crazy golf. i genuinely do not care about this discourse, i care about real life transphobia, byyeeee

[angy-mouse]

The Club

2.5K BAYBEE

Warnings for what lies ahead: hidden public play, I believe cucking is the term I'm looking for, lack of proper play discussion (sap pulls a dick move but it ends up alright for reader), degradation, fucking in a bathroom (whatever that falls under), unprotected sex, etc.

Edit: if you saw this go up yesterday around 8pm no u didn't

Working at the local country club was probably the easiest job you’d ever had. The hours weren’t bad, as a beverage girl you mostly rode around on a golf cart delivering drinks, and the rich bastards the club catered to had no problem dropping a 50 dollar tip on a beer served by a hot piece of ass half their age. The biggest issues you had with the job were having to act proper and polite around the stuck up guests and the sheer boredom that came with listening to the same conversation about stocks a hundred times a day. Both of which were solved with your coworker/best friend/fuckbuddy, Sapnap.

A game of flashing each other obscene gestures when no one was looking and whispers of dirty words in passing soon turned into fun bets, which turned into a gambling issue. Today Sapnap bet that you couldn’t go the whole shift with a remote controlled vibrator in your panties and the remote in his pocket. If he was right and you took it out or dragged him into a dark corner for a quick fuck, you’d suck him off while he drove you home. If you made it the whole shift without letting anything slip and getting yourself fired, he promised he’d eat you out until your legs went numb. Honestly a win-win as long as you didn’t get caught.

“You look flustered, sugar, something wrong?”

“Fuck you,” you hissed under your breath as you mixed a drink. You shoved down a gasp as he turned your vibrations up in response, tsking under his breath.

“That’s not very nice,” he chided smugly, pretending to pay attention to the guests as they took their stroke, talked some smack about the others business or wife, rinse, repeat.

“You’re a cunt,”

“Speaking of, you getting overstimulated yet? Need a break? You know there’s no shame in giving up.”

You plastered on your customer service smile, strutting past him with the ordered drinks. “I’m going to win and you’re going to put that smart mouth to better use, caddy.”

George usually hated going to the country club with his father. It was made marginally better when Dream came with his dad and they could keep each other company- sometimes in ways that their fathers wouldn’t approve of- but it was still boring as all hell. Assuming his eyes weren’t deceiving him, it seemed the employees thought the same.

“Why are you so red? I told you that stupid sweater was too hot,” Dream muttered, rolling his eyes as their fathers bantered loudly, covering his words from being heard by anyone else.

“I… I think your dad’s caddy and the beer girl are together,” he muttered out slyly. Dream raised an eyebrow, glancing over out of the corner of his eye. He’d readily admit they were both good looking- the brunet’s shorts clung to his thick thighs and the girl’s short skirt fluttered temptingly as she walked, showing off her legs nicely- but beyond a few glances they took at each other he wasn’t seeing the connection. “He’s got something in his pocket and she’s got something up her skirt.”

Dream’s eyes went wide as, as if on command, the brunet casually reached into his pocket as if he was simply adjusting himself and the girl’s steps faltered, thighs squeezing together as she cast a glare at him before climbing back into her cart. He grinned smugly in response, blowing her a kiss before she drove off and he took his hand back out.

Dream turned back to George with a maniacal grin. “Now there’s an idea,”

“You wouldn’t dare,” George hissed back, glaring at him to end the conversation as the caddy came back to the group and they started walking again. Of course, he should’ve known better: Dream doesn’t let anything go. He grabbed George’s shoulder and pulled him along to join the young man at the back of the group.

“The beer cart girl your girlfriend?”

Sapnap raised a shocked eyebrow. In the three or so years Dream and George had been coming to the club they’d only shared short conversations- being younger than most guests, the two were eager for someone who shared their interests but Sapnap wasn’t exactly allowed to fraternize on the job. “Ah- no, we’re just friends.”

Dream gave him a sly grin. “In that case what do you think about sharing your little remote?”

Sap blanked, cheeks turning pink as he realized he’d been caught. Although, based on the way Dream grinned and bit his lip and the way George’s pale skin had turned red he didn’t think he’d be getting fired today. “...If she takes it out before her shift is over I win our bet,” he admitted carefully. Dream looked over his head at George with a grin.

“Oh, I’m definitely buying you one,”

“Fuck you, prick,”

“I have to work on the opposite side of the club for the rest of shift,” Sap said, a coy grin pulling at his lips. “And the rule is I can only use it if I can see her, so if you can follow that rule…” He handed over the small remote. “Win me a bet.”

<----->

“‘Scuse me, luv, can we get some bevs?”

You blushed a bit as you flashed a smile at the pretty brit and his friend, walking over to their table. You had to shove down a squeak and focus on walking as your vibrator kicked on- you were gonna kill Sapnap. He was probably hiding in some dark corner so he could mess with you instead of doing his work. You placed your hand on the back of the taller boy’s chair to steady yourself- fuck they were hot. Maybe it was your overeager pussy talking or the fact that you’re used to dealing with rich old fogeys but you’d gladly bend over the table for these two- maybe give Sap something more entertaining to spy on. You managed to snap yourself out of your dirty thoughts to remember that you had a job to do. “What can I get you two?”

“How about your name,” the blond threw out boldly. You giggled at his confidence and gave it to him with your most flirtatious smile. He repeated it back in a deep, growling voice that made you clench around your vibrator. “My friends call me Dream and he’s George. I think we have something that belongs to you.”

“Oh really,” you mused. “And what would that be?” Your flirtatious grin fell as he pulled out a familiar purple remote, clicking it and sending a harsh pulse through your cunt to prove it was yours. You let out a sharp gasp, hand latching onto his shoulder to keep yourself upright.

“You’re such an asshole, Dream,” George tsked, wrapping his hand around your bare thigh and rubbing it gently. “Your little boytoy gave us your remote. You want it back, darling? We don’t have to tell him.”

You took in a deep breath as Dream turned your vibrator off so you could think clearly. Were you going to kick Sapnap’s ass later for giving control of your vibrator to two strangers? Abso-fucking-lutely. Were the strangers in question hot enough for you to forget about that for a bit? Fuck yes.

“Now what’s the fun in that,” you purred, cupping George’s face and running your thumb down his sharp jaw. He grinned up at you, turning to place a kiss on your palm without taking his dark eyes off your own. His grin grew as Dream turned your vibrations up again, the two of them watching with joy as you struggled to keep your legs from shaking.

“You know,” Dream mused, stealthily slipping his hand up the back of your skirt to shamelessly grab your ass. “Sapnap, was it? He mentioned your little bet. We could make it a lot easier for you to win if you did something for us in return.”

“Oh?” You grinned widely. “I think I have a few ideas on how to repay you.”

There wasn’t a single cell in your brain when you first took this job that thought you’d end up in the employee bathroom with two guests, but here you were. George was sat on the counter, looking so pretty as he panted from having his dick down your throat while Dream ruthlessly fucked you from behind, holding your vibrator to your clit. “You look so pretty like this,” George moaned out, pushing your hair out of your face. A harsh thrust from Dream sent your nose into the bush of hair at the base of George’s cock, moans erupting from both of you. “Fucking bloody hell- you’re so mean to her, Dream,” he chided even as he wrapped his hand around your hair and started fucking your face. “The poor thing’s doing so well, so pretty and compliant for us. How many times have you made her come with that thing? Nnnng, put the toy away.”

Dream scoffed, straightening up to his full height from where he’d been bent over your back, blanketing you in his weight. “She is being good,” he mused, giving three hard thrusts with an evil grin as they made you choke on George’s cock, which made him moan. “A good fucking slut. She’s just a pretty little whore, aren’t you, baby? So eager to get fucked by two strangers at the same time- you were even gonna let us have control of your toy without knowing our names, weren’t you?” He turned up the vibrations as if to prove his point, watching your back arch to try to pull away from the stimulation as you whimpered, feeling tears of overstimulation bud up in the corners of your eyes.

“Oh, she’s crying, Dream.” George tried to sound sympathetic but it came out as an obscene moan as his hips stuttered, pulling you halfway off his cock so he could see your face better. “Oh, poor thing,” he whimpered, gasping and letting his head fall back against the mirror as you sucked harshly- punishment for being an ass, you decided.

You yelped around George as you felt Dream take your toy off your clit just to slap your ass hard. “She can take it,” he growled, tossing the vibe into the sink. “Good whores take what they’re given and are fucking grateful.” You cried out as he wrapped his hand around your throat and pulled you off George’s cock, pulling you up until your back was pinned to his chest and he could nip your ear. “Say thank you,” he growled into your ear. “Thank us for our cocks, slut, or the rest of your shift is going to be hell.”

“Thank you,” you breathed out. “Thank you, sirs, thank you! Please let me keep sucking his cock! I need his cum down my throat, please!”

“Dirty little thing,” he growled, tightening his hand around your throat and thrusting harder.

“Dream,” George gushed as he lazily worked his hand over his cock, using the spit you’d left behind as lube. “Her stomach, look.”

You whimpered as Dream’s hips stopped, hand on your neck keeping you facing the ceiling as he looked to see what George was talking about. “Oh, baby,” he cooed, guiding you to look at the mirror. You let out a breathless moan as you watched him push into you and the skin of your stomach protruded in response. He was literally rearranging your guts. “Look at that- our poor little whore can barely even take me. Is my cock too big, baby? Huh?”

You’d lost track of how many orgasms in you were, your mind little more than dough for them to mold at this point. At least, that would be your excuse later. “No,” you whispered, watching him grind against you through your stomach. “It’s perfect.”

“Fuck,” Dream swore, letting to of your throat and letting George catch you as you fell forward, hooking one hand under your hips to hold you up and placing his other right over that delicious bump as he regained his harsh pace. You eagerly took George back into your mouth, delighting in his moans as you sucked him off.

“Fuck, fuck, luv- Dream- I’m gonna fucking come,” he panted, weakly thrusting to meet your bobbing mouth. You looked up at him, wanting to see his face as he came, and watched Dream’s thick fingers wrap around George’s pretty neck right before your face was shoved into George’s pelvis again. You focused on breathing as you heard Dream lick his way into the brit’s mouth- between the two of them you were stuck on their cocks. If you tried to pull off George Dream was going to breach your cervix and if you tried to pull away from Dream George was going to come straight into your stomach. All you could do was sit there and take it as they bruised your insides.

George came down your throat with a strangled moan, muffled from Dream’s lips before he used his hand on the pretty boy’s neck to pull him back, pinning the brunet to the mirror. “Swallow it all, pretty little whore,” he told you, grinding his hips deeper against you. You and George both whimpered as his cock jerked in your mouth, sending another stream of cum down your throat. “Come on, Georgie, fill the whore up. Give ‘er another load,”

George gasped against the hand around his throat, hips jerking against your face as you swallowed everything he gave you. “I can’t,” he whined. “‘M fucking empty, Dream,”

Dream scoffed, pulling you off George’s cock and pulling your back to his chest again, hand returning to your throat as he brutally fucked you. “Give him a kiss, baby, I think Georgie here likes tasting his own cum.” George met your lips, licking his way into your mouth and holding your face steady. He blindly reached into the sink, pulling out your vibe and clicking it on, using it to circle your clit. He giggled against your lips as you scrambled to grab onto him to stabilize yourself, knees going weak as your orgasm swiftly approached.

“Come on Dream’s cock, darling,” he cooed. “I promise he’s gonna fill you up so good, just come for us one more time.” You nodded, grinding down on the vibe and back against Dream.

“Please,” you panted against George’s lips. “Please, Dream, I’m so close.”

“Come for me,” he growled. “Come on my cock like a good little slut, baby.” His thrusts picked up as your walls fluttered around him as the two of them sent you over the edge one last time. Dream plunged into you, grinding deep inside you and flooding your insides with his cum. “There you go- fucking take it,” he groaned, pressing his hand down over the bump he made on your stomach to feel his cock jerk inside you as he placed wet kisses down your neck. George’s lips on yours became languid as you came down from your high, pulling the vibe away from your clit. “George, gimme the toy,” Dream grunted. George grumbled and blindly held out the toy, letting Dream take it. “Don’t want you to lose anything,” he mumbled with a grin in his voice as he slowly pulled out and replaced his cock with the toy with the vibrations off. “There you go, sweet girl. Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.”

“So,” George chirped as you pulled away from him, a sly grin on his lips. “When’s your next shift?”

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Golf mk4

Cars that didn't cut the mustard: The modern-era motors on sale in the UK for the shortest time before being culled from showrooms.

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Bank network shrinks by 267 branches in three months: Could your local branch be next on the chopping block?.

Can I take 25% tax free cash from my £1m retirement savings, without touching my final salary pension? Steve Webb replies.

By the time production on the Mk4 ceased, Volkswagen had put 4.99 million units on the road.ġ997 Extremely high body quality levels, achieved by elements including laser weldingġ997 Navigation system with large color screen for the very first timeġ998 Introduction of the optionally available Electronic Stability ControlĢ002 First Golf with direct petrol injection engine (FSI)Ģ002 Debut of the Golf R32 as sporty, top-of-the-range modelĢ003 First dual clutch gearbox (DSG) in Golf R32Ģ003 Phase-out of the fourth generation after 4. It was the first Golf to face serious competition in the C-segment thanks to Ford and Opel launching the 1st-gen Focus and 2nd-gen Astra, respectively, in 1998. In the end, the Mk4 will go down as one of the most important generations ever. It preceded the Golf R32, which arrived the following year with a new VR6 engine, a top speed of 155 mph (250 km/h) and, for the first time in a Golf, a dual clutch DSG gearbox. In 2001, the 180 PS Edition 25 was launched to mark the GTI’s 25th anniversary. The GTI switched to a turbocharged 1.8-liter with 150 PS. While the German automaker didn’t build an actual Cabriolet version of the Mk4, carrying over the third-gen with a fourth-gen-like front end instead, the compact hatchback was available as a three-door, five-door and estate. Its platform was also used for the first-generation Seat Leon and Skoda Octavia, two models that allowed V-Dub to market the Golf Mk4 as a more upscale product, which was by no means a stretch since interior quality was on par with that of the Mk1 Audi A3. Like with its predecessors, there were multiple body styles to choose from, as well as derivatives such as the fourth-gen VW Jetta (Bora). In time, ESC became standard and direct injection gasoline engines (FSI) were made available.Īlso Read: VW Golf Countdown: 1991-1996 Mk3 Was Full Of Safety First But Not The Most Memorable Drive In 1999, it gained a 6-speed gearbox for the first time, but not before receiving a sat-nav system with a large color screen. It had features such as Electronic Stability Control (ESC) and brake assist and became the first Golf to utilize VW’s new 4MOTION all-wheel drive system. In fact, three years after its launch, it became Europe’s best selling car thanks to its high-quality interior and strong equipment levels. As we continue to count down to the launch of the new Golf Mk8, we arrive at the fourth-generation model, a car that signified Volkswagen trying to take the nameplate to a whole different level in terms of quality.ĭeveloped in the mid 1990s, the Golf Mk4 made its debut in 1997 and became an instant hit.

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APGS 2022 – Industry Top Gun Set To Unravel New Trends!

Golf course design is at a “cross-roads” as exciting new developments are taking place in an industry that has played a central role in the design and development of all golf courses right around the world.

With more than 30,000 golf courses built in the world, one of the leading experts in golf course design feels that new trends are rapidly emerging in how golf is played and how this is impacting the types of courses to be built in the future.

The man with that special vision is Paul Stringer, President of Nicklaus Companies who leads the course design team at the company started by golf legend Jack Nicklaus.

Paul, with over 25 years of experience in the golf business globally, oversees the global design business of Nicklaus Companies. Paul is considered one of the leading experts in the industry.

“As one of the industry experts, we are fortunate to have Paul speak at the 2022 Asia Pacific Golf Summit which will be held in Vietnam in November,” said Mike Sebastian, Publisher of Asian Golf and the owner and producer of APGS 2022.

He started his career as a golf professional and general manager at various clubs in the Southwestern United States. He has been a two-term board member of the Southwest Section of the PGA of America and is currently a PGA and Club Managers Association of America member. Prior to joining Nicklaus Design, Paul was a Senior Vice President at Troon Golf and was responsible for establishing and operating new facilities.

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spn amvs that live rent-free in my head

if there’s one genre of fanwork i’m a complete and utter nerd about, it’s the amv (amv stands for “animated music video,” but the term has evolved to encompass all fan videos set to music, as far as i understand it). i could teach a literal class about amvs, but in lieu of that, here’s a list of my favorite spn amvs that live rent-free in my head (in no particular order):

-no one lives forever // i think about this video allll the time. i’m particularly obsessed with the intro (the timing with the music and the use of black screens is delicious). i think it’s a super rad concept overall and i’m in awe of the effort op put into sourcing all those clips (which, from personal experience, is extremely tedious and time-consuming).

- me! // this video is such a great commentary on the unparalleled experience that is spn! i love the inclusion of both clips of the actors/showrunners and clips from the show itself, and i think they were put together seamlessly (my favorite part is the audio of “fifteen years, gentlemen” put over the clip of dean reading supernatural). overall just a super fun and smart amv. (i also love op’s art is dead vid!)

-bless the telephone // classic! super super sweet and one of the vids that got me into editing in the first place :’)  

-grace kelly // speaking of vids that got me into editing in the first place… i’m obsessed with everything katebushstandean makes (somebody to love! cherry bomb! hungry eyes! what the hell! to name a few), but this video in particular was the catalyst for me dipping a toe in the amv pond. my fave part is where the song hits “i’ve gone identity mad” for the first time and it flashes through different versions of cas (wonderful, show-stopping, etc.).

-kyoto // this one, oh my gooood. i’m perpetually in awe of editors that are able to construct a narrative within their videos and have the patience to source clips that support what they’re trying to say. this vid is like a whole academic essay about the cycle of abuse in supernatural condensed into a well made, one-minute-and-fifty-six second video. small detail to geek out about, but op did such a good job with the audio and cutting out part of the song, and i love how they open it with the title/credits with john talking in the background layered over the kyoto instrumentals. another fave part is where dean says “see, that’s not who I am” and it cuts to him playing golf with claire. genuinely god-tier!

-kiss with a fist // delicious energy in this one. impeccable song choice and concept. extremely *****.

-i know the end // not sure if this *technically* constitutes an amv, but i think about it all the time and it deffo unlocked some emotions™️ within me. so simple yet sooooo.

(if you want to see more amvs i love but didn’t list, you can check out my “edits” tag on my main account >:))

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4t3 Convert from HappyLifeSims’ Jordan’s Golf Fashion Set

A 4t3 convert from a 1920′s golf outfit for all your atheltic sims, made by HappyLifeSims, now to ts3! Nice set for those who want your sims to practice sports like Golf in a historical way... even tho you can’t play Golf in TS3! Enjoy!

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The shoes that comes with this set is not included!

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ALL CREDITS GO TO @happylifesims​​​​​​​​! IT’S NOT MY MESH, AND IT’S NOT MY TEXTURES, I JUST CONVERTED IT TO THE SIMS 3!

NOTE THAT LIGHTNING GLITCHES ONLY APPEARS ON CAS!

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- Do not reupload my converts without my concern!

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Credits:

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It's Not The Wind!

It's "Colonel Bogey march”

A traveller in episode 5 of season 6 of Outlander, whistling the jaunty Colonel Bogey British military march. Only a time traveller – like Claire, Roger and Bree – could know a tune that was written nearly 150 years in the future. Claire instantly recognized the tune as its origins can be traced back to the 20th century.

The person whistling the tune must have been alive in 1914 at the earliest to know of its existence, meaning the person whistling the song is most likely a time traveller and Claire knew it.

The first thing to know about Colonel Bogey is that there was no Colonel Bogey. Not a real one, at any rate. The name "Colonel Bogey" began in the late 19th century as the imaginary "standard opponent" of the Colonel Bogey scoring system, and by Edwardian times the Colonel had been adopted by the golfing world as the presiding spirit of the course. So it was, originally, the measure of a well-played round of golf.

Golfers of the time thought that they were playing against "Mister Bogey" when measuring themselves against the bogey score. All Club members had a military rank, and they felt they could not measure themselves against a "Mister" Bogey or have him as a member. So they gave him the honorary rank of Colonel, and "Colonel Bogey" was born.

In 1914, an ex-military man and keen golfer, apparently nicknamed Colonel Bogey (after the golfing term for a one-above-par round) was out on the golf course and whistled two notes – a descending minor third interval.

“Colonel Bogey March” was written in 1914 by a British army bandmaster, Lt. F. J. Frederick Joseph Ricketts (Under the pen name Kenneth J. Alford) director of music for the Royal Marines at Plymouth, and inspired him to compose the now-famous tune and is sometimes wrongly credited as "River Kwai March".

A few weeks before the start of World War I, the 2nd Battalion of the Argylls and the Band was stationed at Fort George in North-East Scotland, nine miles from Inverness. It was here that Ricketts composed his most famous march, "Colonel Bogey".

“The Bridge on the River Kwai” dramatised the WWII story of the Thailand-Burma Railway, yet it was largely fictional. Over 65,000 Allied P.O.W.s battled torture, starvation, and disease to hack the 255-mile railway out of the harsh jungle for the Japanese.

"Colonel Bogey” march was first heard on film when Alfred Hitchcock included it in The Lady Vanishes in 1938. The 1961 film The Parent Trap, and 1985's The Breakfast Club remain popular today.

However, the piece's most famous cinematic outing was during David Lean's classic “Bridge Over the River Kwai” whistled by the POWs as they enter the Japanese prison camp. Original Soundtrack Theme of the film the British composer Sir Malcolm Arnold won an Academy Award and a Grammy for his score for The Bridge on the River Kwai (1957).

The song entered the public domain in 2015, 70 years after the death of the composer F. J. Rickets, as is the copyright duration for musical works. This means the song is now free to use, edit, adapt and reproduce.

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7 best cheap golf simulators Under $1000 in 2021 – [Tested]

The golfer would love to have their own golf simulator setup, but unfortunately many aren’t able to afford mid-range simulators because the mid-range simulator price near about $5000. On the other hand, many golfers want to practice day or night but aren’t willing to pay more than $1000.

If you belong in this category then this article suits you. However, as golf simulator technology has advanced, very cheap solutions have appeared in the market.

There are some cheapest golf simulators available in the market to help you improve or enjoy golf in this COVID-19 situation, and in this article, I’ll review and compare our picks for the best golf simulator for under $1000 and some even are less than $500 bucks.

Things you should keep in mind before choosing best cheap golf simulators

Before we go further, you ought to understand that you'll get a limited experience with these sorts of cheap golf simulators. Some devices measures some shot data, simulation software, and maybe a net or mat, but not much more than this. Detailed shot data and more extra features you will get on a high-budgets simulator like SkyTark Golf Simulator, Trackman Golf, etc. But you don’t get advanced features on the cheap golf simulators. However, you’ll still get good experience and these cheap golf simulators can get your job done in terms of improving your game. We have tested all of those simulator setups. Some offer fewer features than others, but all of them give an exceptional home/outdoor golf simulators experience for the cost.

1. OptiShot 2 Golf Simulator for Home | Golf in A Box Series

Key Features:

Expanding library with 15 world-class golf courses.

Ability to play up to 4 players.

3D realistic environment.

Hit all shots from tee to hole.

Play with your own setup.

Practice shots from anywhere on the course.

Size: 1.5M long x 1.2M wide

High-quality dense foam and turf

Lightweight, easy to store, and has firm foam-based.

What’s Included:

Golf Simulation Software by Dancin’ Dogg

Infrared Optical Golf Simulator Swing Pad

OptiShot Practice Net.

OptiShot Hitting Mat

USB Cable, 10 feet long.

2 foam practice balls.

2 adjustable rubber tees.

Pros

Best visuals and course options

Training academy adds to the practice options

Only true studio system under $1000.

Comes as a package box and just plug it in and play

Swing stats with distance, speed, path, and clubface angle

Play online against other golfers

Cons

Doesn’t track actual ball flight, so you can miss launch angle

Graphics aren’t as good as other simulator sets

2. Rapsodo Mobile Launch Monitor for Golf Indoor and Outdoor

Key Features:

Professional-level accuracy: Distance accuracy is within 2.5% similar to Trackman, which is more than $30,000.

Set up within the 30s — Simply open the app, connect to your device via Bluetooth and start playing.

The instant real-time video feedback comes with a shot trace and data overlay which makes it easier to understand cause and effect.

Access your history to view averages, trajectory, dispersion, and standard deviation for each of your clubs.

Gps satellite view.

You can use it at home and outdoor also.

Pros

Very cheap price, under $500.

High quality and accurate

Whatever you needed, included in the box.

Can use your own sets

100% portability

Cons

Only compatible with ios(iPhone, iPad) devices.

Need a computer for a permanent home setup.

3. Rapsodo R-Motion and The Golf Club Simulator and Swing Analyzer

Key Features:

Play real rounds of golf with your friends by attaching your own clubs.

15 top courses included.

Incredibly accurate club and ball data.

Runs on your PC — no launch monitor or projector needed. 4 hours long battery life.

Extremely easy to use — just provide your own mat and net and start playing!

Play any time, no matter the weather.

What’s Included:

1 sensor

Clip

USB dongle

Charging cord

Pros

The incredible accuracy of the simulator

High-quality graphics

Software quality is also good

Cons

Don’t support Mac

Some users failed to connect to PC

4. FlightScope Mevo — Portable Personal Launch Monitor for Golf

Key Features:

You can use it at home, on the driving range, or even on the course.

MEASURE: It provides accurate real-time performance data to help you train and improve with every club in the bag.

EVALUATE Data parameters that include carrying distance, clubhead speed, ball speed, smash factor, vertical launch angle, spin, apex height, and flight time.

Automatically capture data and video on your mobile device.

Save and compare data over time to trace your progress.

Your videos and data are captured and stored automatically, allowing you to review each session, share together with your coach, and analyze your progress over time.

Real-Time Performance Data includes:

Carry distance

Clubhead speed

Ball speed

Spin rate

Launch angle

Smash factor

Apex height

Flight time

Pros

Very affordable

Usable on all OS

Truly portable system, using GPS for swing data analysis

A small device fits in your pocket or golf bag.

Cons

Accuracy can be affected sometimes by monitor placement.

Metallic stickers must be attached to every ball hit, which can take time

5. tittle X Home Golf Simulator 2021

Key Features:

The best home cheapest golf simulator has E6 Connect with 4K ultra-high definition.

Provides real screen golf experiences in various practice modes.

An impressive reaction rate of 0.1 sec provides no delay in data transfer.

The smart stick offers the ability to play golf at home.

Up to 8 people can play golf with this simulator.

Title X home simulator analyzes your swing with a fancy designed lightweight sensor.

What’s Included:

Title X Device

Swing Stick

E6 Connect Product Key

Charger Cable and Manual

Multi Clip and Bands

Fixed 4 Clips

Pros

Simple design, easy to use

12 courses included with purchase

Instant, live feedback on every swing.

Cons

Without a computer, you can analyze data

6. Phigolf Mobile and Home Smart Golf Game Simulator

Key Features:

Connect the app to your TV and immerse yourself in realistic golf courses available fully HD.

Enjoy a round of golf without the necessity for extra setup. Use the swing trainer included within the Phigolf WGT Edition and begin playing without nets or balls.

With the swing trainer measuring only 2 ft, Phigolf WGT Edition allows you to enjoy golf in your own front room.

Bad weather won’t stop you from having fun. Play golf anytime, anywhere; challenge your friends online — all at the comfort of your house.

What’s Included:

Game Simulator

Swing Stick

Pros

Realistic

Can play in your home

Has multiple practice options

Really cheap

Cons

Doesn’t allow the use of real clubs or balls

Can only be used indoors and not on range or course

7. Matro Home Screen Golf Practice and Playing Simulator Tmax Swing Baro

Key Features:

You can play golf at your home or office or wherever together with your loved ones at any time.

Courses and Ranges Are ahead of You — This amazing unit can bring the golf courses and driving ranges into your home or office, wherever you’re in by TV connection.

Easy reference to TV and Just Play Golf — Connect main body with TV by HDMI cable and just play golf, no need internet or computer.

Perfect Equipment for The Novice and Experienced Golfer — it’s great to play and practice golf for both the novice and therefore the experienced golfer.

What’s Included:

Playing Simulator Tmax Swing Baro

Sensor, sensor clip

Practice stick

Pros

Multi-functional

Usable at home

Very easy to set-up

Affordable

Cons

Doesn’t allow the use of real clubs or balls

Can’t be used on range or course

Conclusion

Golf simulators became a lot more accessible and affordable over the past decade, and this suggests more golfers than ever before are ready to have their own personal setup.

Even a cheap golf simulator is often a huge boon to your golf toolkit. Finding a simulator package that may meet your needs is certainly possible with some research.

Each of the simulator options reviewed above offers excellent value for the price. We’ve given you the information you would like to create a decision; now it’s up to you to go the remainder of the way.

While it’s likely that no golf simulator setup will tick all of your boxes, some will come pretty near to doing so. If you wish for an excellent better experience, consider increasing your budget.

We highly recommend reading consumer and professional reviews of golf simulators to accumulate useful insights on how they really perform. this can assist you a lot within the decision-making process.

FAQ

What type of computer do I need? Can it be used on a Mac/iPhone/iPad?

Each system will have its own list of minimum system requirements. generally, though, you’ll need Windows 7 or later, 4gig of RAM, and a minimum of 1gig of disk drive space. an honest graphics card is going to be required to point out the courses in high definition, and you’ll need a powerful processor just like the Intel i5 or newer. Most of the listed systems here will work on Mac also as Windows PCs. However, you ought to double-check with the manufacturer before making a sale.

Will, I should buy these golf simulators?

No. Each listed simulator comes with everything you want to have to play, with the exception of mobile apps and computers. Of course, you’ll also need your own golf clubs to play, and you’ll always prefer to purchase more courses.