#what the golf?

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WHAT THE CAR? Review

Take a joyride (emphasis on joy) through the utterly ridiculous and undeniably delightful world of WHAT THE CAR?. This isn’t your standard racing game, kids. Forget meticulously tuned engines, pristine tracks, and the pursuit of perfect lap times. WHAT THE CAR? throws physics out the window, replaces it with a healthy dose of slapstick, and lets you loose in a gloriously chaotic sandbox of…

[roshangalaxy]

🔴NOW LIVE WITH MORE WHAT THE GOLF? !!

[whiskyarts]

so, ruin?

[kyostarrtv]

I'm back from my break with more What the Golf? ! Also new emote drop!

[clarissasbakery]

Oh my god plz draw golf ball and test tube ship art or not I LOVE THEM AAAGHH

it’s crazy cus they’re both my number 1 favs in their respective shows… it feels like a self ship

[puckinghischier]

can we just talk about following quinn around while he’s golfing for a min? all of this content of him playing golf is getting to me soooo bad

like, he’d always ask you to tag along with him and drive the cart for him, just wanting to spend time with you. it’s definitely not because he loves to see you wear your little golf skirt and canucks visor.

you would say no most of the time, not wanting to go ride around in the hot sun all day when you could stay in your air conditioned apartment and watch reality shows. when the weather turns, though, you’ll grace him with your presence every once in awhile.

you especially like to go when he’s playing with his teammates. you loved being his cheerleader and subtly sabotaging his teammates. like the time they asked you to hold the flag while they putted, and you “accidentally” hit quinn’s ball in the hole with the pole.

or the time brock tagged along and you blew the horn on the golf cart just as he was putting for a birdie, causing his ball to sail right past the hole, rolling right off of the green entirely. when he looked over at you, face red and angry, you claimed innocence. “what? i was thirsty and needed to get the cart girl’s attention. how was i supposed to know that was an important putt?”

you always had the most fun when all three hughes brothers were golfing together. you would drive quinn around in a cart while jack and luke had their own. and, occasionally, ellen and jim would join too. ellen and yourself would sit and chit chat while the boys and jim were on the green, teasing each other and not playing by official golf rules in the slightest.

ellen would always pack a cooler with snacks and a light lunch for everyone to have while on the course. the whole group would find a shady spot right off of the course and eat, giving the guys an opportunity to make wagers and bets on who would win and what the others would have to endure if they lost.

usually the punishments were lighthearted and harmless, but every once in awhile one arises that causes some trouble. like the time jack had to jump into one of the small ponds on a course when you were all on vacation together in hawaii, resulting in a lifetime ban for every single one of you when he got caught.

you enjoyed when it was just you and quinn, too. the days that a cool breeze was constantly flowing and you would bring along a book. quinn would let you choose the music that flows through the clip on speaker attached to the cart, knowing you always have a new playlist you’re wanting to show him. he’d buy you a cocktail to sip on throughout the day, knowing how much you loved a fruity drink.

quinn’s favorite part of you tagging along was knowing you were there because he asked you to be. even though you hated golf and claimed it was the most boring sport ever created, you went simply because he wanted you to be there and you knew it was something he enjoyed. he loved being able to look over and hear your little cheers for him every time he putts the ball into the hole. or the way you always say “sounded like a hole in one to me” after the initial stroke at every new hole.

he loved that every time the cart girl drove by, you always made sure he had a fresh beer if he wanted one. he also loved how you’d trade out the beer for water around hole 12, making sure he’s not getting too crazy since he’s the driver in the relationship (other than at the course, of course).

quinn would offer to teach you to play nearly every time you went with him, but after trying to hit a ball or two you always gave up, telling him it’s much more fun to watch him play than having to focus on anything other than how good his ass looks in his pants when he’s putting, considering that’s the real reason you agree to go with him. but what quinn doesn’t know won’t hurt him.

[reunitedinterlude]

he's wearing a little hat btw. if you even care. (1, 2)

[biblically-accurate-dca]

first meetings (bonus panel under the cut!!)

i didnt wanna add it to the main post bc it's a different size and it would mess up the format lmaooo

i think about these two a lot i think they could be really fun together in several ways. monty golf is right next to the daycare after all!!

[morganbritton132]

Eddie is live-streaming in his studio one night and Steve is sitting on the other end of the couch grading papers. Eddie stops what he’s saying mid-story to look at Steve.

Steve is busy and doesn’t notice him looking or the smile that passes over Eddie’s face that says he’s about to be annoying on purpose.

Eddie, choosing chaos: Hey, babe. Remember when I introduced you to Stevie Nicks and you threw up?

Steve, choosing violence: Remember that summer I coached softball and you were the ‘celebrity’ pitcher at our charity game?

Eddie, smile dropping immediately: Shut up, you agreed to never mention that again.

Steve: Did I? I don’t remember that. Wouldn’t it be a shame if one of your internet friends found that and showed everybody?

Eddie, narrowing his eyes: Well, no one got it on video so…

*less than an hour later*

Will posts a video filmed ten years ago of Eddie on the pitcher’s mound at the local baseball fields. He throws the ball. It goes straight into the ground three feet in front of him. Eddie just stares at it.

Meanwhile, in the background, you see the pixelated blob of Steve laughing so hard that he nearly falls over.

[sacchiri]

Nahh bro just doxxed integra hellsing💀💀

[roshangalaxy]

✨WEEKLY SCHEDULE HAS ARRIVED!!✨

Most Saturday's will now have a dedicated day where I play new and old indie games. We'll be continuing our ventures with What the Golf?. Besides that, lots of fun at store! See you all then! 💖

[becca-e-barnes]

Thinking so much about clingy, mutually possessive, filthy sex and how much I just need that rn

The kind of sex where you and Bucky just can't feel close enough to each other. You physically can't get any closer than you are, his thick cock buried so deep inside you but you still need more of him. He has nothing left to give you and you're glad because if he was any longer, you wouldn't be able to take the rest.

You're panting against his neck, whining out your frustration each time he slides home into your warm, wet body. His own groans are low, rumbling from his throat and hanging in the humid air of the bedroom you share.

"You know I can't fucking resist you. I can't." Bucky moans, grasping one of your wrists, guiding it between your bodies, encouraging you to play with yourself while he fucks you.

"I can't say no to you. Fuck, I'm yours." You hardly hear what he's saying over the obscene, wet sounds of your body accommodating his.

Your fingertips rub against your slick clit and the sensation is almost too much. "You're mine." You whine against his neck, using your free hand to claw at his back, driving him impossibly closer to you.

There's something reassuring about the feeling of his skin on yours. It's hot and sweaty but it's so comforting being naked with him, enjoying the pleasure of each others' bodies. You don't feel vulnerable communicating your pleasure to him; you feel understood.

"I am." He groans, eyes fluttering shut, lost in the way your body clings to him. "All yours. And you're mine, aren't you? My good girl."

It's a relentless build up, each stroke taking you a little further than the last and at some point, the band just has to snap.

"I am." You whine, barely able to manage any more words than that.

"You feel like Heaven. You were made for me. This warm, tight little pussy fits me perfectly." His body still isn't close enough to you, not that there's any way you could physically feel more of him.

"You take me so well, you know that? You take every drop of cum and you still beg me for more. Fuckin' love it." Just the very mention of Bucky pumping his release into you makes your walls flutter, dreaming of the feeling of his thick load shooting into you.

"I can't last like this." You hear him mutter and you're almost glad because you're not far off either. "Can't last when I can see that pretty face." His eyes meet yours and he pulls you in for a kiss that stifles your moans for a few seconds.

"Bucky, please." You groan when he pulls back, rubbing yourself just a little too quickly now that you've gotten desperate.

"Go on sweetheart, let me feel you cum for me." It only takes a few more strokes for your high to take over, pleasure rippling through you in a way that leaves your legs shaking.

You almost miss the start of Bucky's release, given how distracted you are by your own but the unmistakable throbbing of him inside you tells you he's reached his own peak if his moans didn't give it away.

[kyostarrtv]

Live Now With Super Dungeon Maker!

Wrapping up making our dungeon in Super Dungeon Maker and then checking out What the Golf? ! Also new emote drop!

[chrisevansonly]

i’d risk it all for this man idc, i’d lay on a puddle and let him use me as a bridge tbh like nothing is too far for me 😃😃

[luzzarm]

୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊"— who keeps score?" —`🤍

Dean Martin is kissed by Jerry Lewis at a golf tournament in aid of the Damon Runyon Cancer Fund in Eastchester, New York

May 25th, 1953

⛳️

In the golf club bag right next to Jerry you can read "Jer, I love you, Dino" ♡

[lurking-loaf]

Advanced piñata techniques as demonstrated by Moon

Day 4 of DCA Promptober - bells