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#to the point where its basically them #though i accidentally voted “it suits them well” #polls

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#time loop without a DOUBT #polls

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It is honestly a miracle I managed to figure something out for today's Spring Fling prompt from @monthly-challenge: sports. Sports are not my thing lol HOWEVER I HAD A FUN IDEA for what was actually my first Wingfeather saga fic. Hope y'all enjoy!!

The sun was shining on the isle of Annieria. Fluffy white clouds drifted across the sky, sent on their way by the spring breeze. Far below sat the Shining Isle itself, mounted by the majestic shape of Castle Rysen, which sat on a green hill.

The grass swept down from the foot of the castle, covering the wide green that led up to the nearby road. And, running across the grass like their lives depended on it, were two boys.

They’d been there for hours already— first, playing a game of zibzy with some of the other children of the village. But when they’d had to go home, the two boys had lingered. They were, at the moment, playing a simplified version of a Green Hollows game known as “Get The Boot”, although in this situation it was a zibzy ball, not a boot. To anyone passing by, it would look strangely like the two boys were taking turns full on tackling each other and wrestling for control of the ball.

Which may have been true. But Esben wasn’t about to complain.

It was a beautiful spring day. The kind where it was a crime to stay inside for too long. He and Artham, his brother, had been so fidgety during their T.H.A.G.S lessons, that their mother, Nala, had eventually given up and sent them outside. She had told them, in no uncertain terms, not to come inside until they’d finally calmed down a little.

It had been three hours, and Esben was tired— but it was the good kind of tired, from defeating your friends at zibzy and wrestling with your brother while the sun warmed you overhead. Finally, he yanked the ball free from Artham’s grasp, rolled away, and flopped onto his back with a cry. “Ha! I win!”

Artham dropped down next to him, breathing hard and grinning. “I can still take it from you, though.”

“Nope. Game’s over and I won,” Esben told him.

“Says who?”

“Me. I’m gonna be the High King someday, remember?”

Artham scoffed good naturedly. “Doesn’t mean I can’t pummel you.”

Closing his eyes, Esben took in a deep breath, enjoying the sunlight on his face. Spring was the best time of year to him— when things were fresh and new and bright. And it led into summer, when the heat was such that their mother was forced to let them take a break from T.H.A.G.S to let them plunge into the ocean and cool off.

“I’m pretty sure that’s the opposite of what the Throne Warden is supposed to do,” he pointed out to his brother, who grinned.

“Fair enough. You win this time.”

That was Artham— always willing to make peace between the two of them, even if he’d fight anyone else to the last breath. “Good,” Esben said, sitting up. “As the winner, I declare we should take out the boat now.”

“Now? What about dinner?”

Rolling his eyes, Esben said, “What about dinner? What about being out on the sea right now? Look at the sky, Artham! It’s perfect for a sail.”

Artham shook his head, a smile curling the corner of his mouth. “Fine.” Getting to his feet with a groan, he offered Esben a hand. “I’m with you, obviously.”

Grabbing his hand, Esben let his older brother pull him to his feet. “You always are,” he said. “Let’s go!”

And with that, the Throne Warden and the future High King took off across the grass, heading down towards the sea waiting for them below.

#the wingfeather saga #esben wingfeather #artham wingfeather #springfling2024 #LOVE THIS

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"Sports"

Buffalo Bills fanart for @monthly-challenge day 15!

#buffalo bills #oh this is so cool!!!

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Note we’re exclusively talking about hot tea here, iced teas of all sorts are of a different topic all together

#i dont drink tea super often #but the kind i drink most often is a black and herbal tea mix #so i voted black #polls

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but what if I rewrote Arthur in space. what if Arthur and Lancelot retained memories of a hauntingly different life. what if Lancelot is basically like, if you die again, imma destroy the universe about it. what then.

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but what if I rewrote Arthur in space. what if Arthur and Lancelot retained memories of a hauntingly different life. what if Lancelot is basically like, if you die again, imma destroy the universe about it. what then.

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#mcu #tony stark #iron man

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Wail

Change a single letter and change the word game

I want to play a game with you all.

You have to make a new word by changing only one letter of the last word.

Dirt

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NEW VERSION. :)

#my brother my captain my king #but also ALL #polls

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And I want to tell you everything

The words I never got to say the first time around

@chenford-prompts Two weeks of Chenford, day #8: Time

#two weeks of chenford 2024 #chenford #the rookie #tim bradford #lucy chen #the rookie spoilers #the rookie season 6 #the rookie s6 #this town #niall horan

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Poncho!

#jfo #cal kestis #bd-1 #cal with no k kestis

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Spectre Four: Garazeb Orrelios, AKA Zeb

Garazeb Orrelios was born on the planet Lasan. Zeb was recruited as a member of the Honor Guard of Lasan, in which he received combat and military training, as well as his Bo-rifle, the weapon of the Honor Guard. He held the rank of Captain and was charged with protecting the Royal family of Lasan and his people. All that came to an end when the Galactic Empire devastated Lasan with T-7 ion disruptor rifles. He continued to fight and hold the Imperials back from the royal palace until a bomb went off, leaving Orrelios to awaken in the ruins of his people and retreat as a lone survivor. -Wookieepedia

Prior to Star Wars Rebels, some of the tales you could tell about this spectre are from these eras:

Growing up on Lasan Era

Joining the Honor Guard Era

Protecting the Royal Family Era

Destruction of Lasan Era

Lost Lasat Era

Early Spectre Four Era (up until Spark of Rebellion)

At the end of these eras, Zeb is estimated to be 39 in human years. We can't wait to see what you come up with!

Need more suggestions? Have a question? Just Ask!

#garazeb orrelios #tales of the spectres #spectre week 2024 #zeb orrelios #ohhhh i cant WAIT for this!!!

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There are currently ~2300 works in AO3 tagged with "Created Using Generative AI"

I'll be upfront with my opinion, which mirrors my opinion in regards to my field: using AI will only hasten your own obsolescence. The point of fanfiction is not to crank out fics, but rather to enjoy the hobby and communities of writing and fandom.

#aha #no #polls

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CC-1010 Commander Fox

#commander fox #tcw #corrie guard #not gonna lie op i screamed a little when i saw this #because its GORGEOUS #THE TEXTURES AND COLORS FDGVFHBCG

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"Ice Cream"

The Shuttle drabble for @monthly-challenge day 14!

Since the shuttle first began its weaving, families have always been families. Little boys have always been little boys, and grandfathers have always sought to spoil them.

Reuben Vanderpoel was no exception to this rule, and on his visits to England, he would dote on his grandson. An annual trip would be taken into town together— just Ughtred and his grandpa Reuben— to see a show, to the toy store and the pet store with all the weasels and dogs.

And at the end of the day, they would always stop and get ice cream.

Grandfathers have always been grandfathers.

#springfling2024 #the shuttle #awwwwww i love this

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@monthly-challenge 2024 | Day #14: Ice Cream

(Thank you, @trapezequeen for the idea!!!)

#my gifs #avengers #infinity war #springfling2024 #tony stark #iron man #dr strange #wong mcu #bruce banner #the hulk