#*challenge23

[animangacreators]

ANIMANGA CREATORS CHALLENGE TWENTY THREE: SPORTS GENRE

(feat. diamond no ace)

this august we’re excited to introduce the sports genre challenge for all the spoani lovers in the community! in this challenge, you must make three creations of different animangas with the sports genre listed on anilist/wikipedia, and following the prompts listed below. This is a permanent challenge and can be completed at any time.

prompts list:

- favorite sports animanga - favorite team - most emotional match

to complete the challenge and earn the badge, you must:

- join our network - make 3 original creations following the prompts stated above - mention @animangacreators​ and include “sports genre” in the caption of your post as well as the prompt - this challenge is worth two challenger points - all 3 creations for this challenge must be of different animanga - submit the link to your posts into the #animanga-creations and the last one in #challenge-creations channel on discord so staff can award you the badge on the members page

if you have any questions, please check our faq page and feel free to message staff on discord. we can’t wait to see your creations!

[virtchandmoir]

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skateontario: BTS #challenge23 with Layla and Alex, bronze medalists in Ice Dance #SkateOntarioProud. Be sure to tune into the Skate Ontario Sectionals live stream today until the 10th!

[turned-the-page]

[a-disaster-piece]

#UCTBioBLC2020 #Challenge23: Most of us have had a “lockdown” birthday by this point…& here’s a fun #fbf memory of the surprise midnight virtual get-together via @Zoom, that @ashraf_rsa organised for @dean_louw’s birthday…complete with CHEESECAKE!! 🎂💻🥳 #birthday #lockdownbirthday #quarantinebirthday #BirthdaysInTheTimeOfCOVID #celebration #friends #zoom #hangout #virtual #bradybunch (at Zoom Zoom) https://www.instagram.com/p/CFAJO5SnS7b/?igshid=jmthj34voaxf

[riotreaders]

In his poem “Rosh HaShanah,” the Israeli poet Aharon Shabtai offers the reader a micro-view of the life of a poet amidst a landscape of brutal, state-sanctioned atrocity. As he watches French news reportage, Shabtai’s life continues as comfortable and as ordinary as ever. He cooks pasta; he browns pine nuts; he eats dinner. He writes a poem. We read it. 

“Rosh HaShanah” is one of the poems contained within Shabtai’s poetry collection J’Accuse, written in the first couple years of the Second Intifada. In the collection, Shabtai accuses the Israeli government of committing brutal atrocities against the Palestinian people. In an interview with Jeffrey Brown, Shabtai elaborates: "When I was young and when I was in love with the land, suddenly we had a land, full of possibility, the ability to make the land beautiful, to grow up, and also to cross the borders for peace. And now, suddenly, it’s another image. It’s an image of closing, of a wall, and the wall is also something that’s internalized in the people. It’s a wall of fear, of hate, of incomprehension.” In his poetry, Shabtai mourns for the Palestinian people as he also mourns for the possibilities for beauty, peace, and justice lost to the IDF’s callous actions. He also wonders how even he, a poet openly critical of the Israeli government, might have a wall built inside of him.

This collection resonated with me. It resonated with me in ways that I am finding hard to unpack. As an American Jew raised in a Zionist community, I have had such a hard time grappling first with the reality that the Israeli government can and has acted in unjust ways, and then with another reality that people whom I love and admire will never speak out about this. It also resonates with me because this notion of “internalized walls” is so familiar to me. I am currently finishing my dissertation (!!!), and actively revising a chapter on Richard Wright’s memoir Black Boy. There, too, he speaks about how Jim Crow and architectures of segregation have created “walls in [people’s] minds.” (For more on this, SEE MY DISS!) And then there is Trump’s wall. I worry so much about the damage that wall will do. But I am inspired by acts of resistance. Foolishly, perhaps, I have hope.

This is a collection I will keep returning to. The translator Peter Cole argues that in Shabtai’s poetry, “the personal is not the political; instead, the political becomes the personal.” Shabtai indeed writes so beautifully about how the political creeps into the everyday. As we continue to live in Trump’s America, as our future looks unclear, I am glad to know that I have this book to turn to for guidance. 

[1dchallenges]

Title: Weaker Author: Blue/sameroadssameclothes Responding to challenge #: 23 Word Count: 200 (exactly) Characters: Louis/OCF Rating: T Warnings: None Summary: What wins between love and its undeniable hurdles?

"Please stay," he whispered into her hair, inhaling the mixture of her scent and her rose detergent. His famously confident voice degraded to a pleading tone, one he only saved for intense moments.

Tangling his arms beneath hers and across her stomach, she was held captive in the lover’s arms. He was slightly drunk in actions, but immensely sober in intentions. Lucy had to leave back home, ditching the tour bus to return to a dysfunctional household. And she would have given anything to stay. Because her home was in his arms. But that wasn’t the case.

The frame was threading their relationship thin, any time a part would result as a huge endeavor in their love life. They say distance makes the heart grow fonder, but you never hear about the insecurities growing stronger. With a love that was undeniable but even bigger egos in the way, who knew what was held in store.

Twisting around his grip, she replicated his own touch and held him tight, like a scared little girl holding her mom for dear life. Feathering a kiss on his uncovered chest, she felt him relax and lay on her until it was time to go.

[1dchallenges]

Title: mirror, mirror Author: rebellionnight (belle) Responding to challenge #: 23 Word Count: 200 Characters: louis/leila Rating: k Warnings: none Summary: They won't glance at a different route if it isn't towards each other. 

If he were to be tested on everything he knows about Leila, Louis would answer each question correctly like he's studied her his entire life. He can list her favorite TV shows and state every book she's ever read--Louis can even locate her lost car keys because she tends to drop them in the same spot of her room every other week or so.

It's a bit much maybe, the way he feels, but it's clear and it's simple. If he could sprint across the ocean just to see her, he would.

Sometimes it worries him that he's endlessly falling for her eyes and her laugh and the way her lips form the simplicity of his name, but she'll trace her fingertips along the nape of his neck--right where his hair ends--and she'll pull him close and whisper 'I love you' just to reassure him his feelings are looking into a mirror.

"I don't want to be alone tonight," Lelia confides with ease, but she's smiling delicately at Louis like she'll never find herself in anyone else but him. "Please stay."

A smile of his own spreads across his face as he reaches for her hand. "I'm not going anywhere."

[1dchallenges]

challenge 23

must include:

- characters: louis tomlinson - phrase: "Please stay." - a simile

200 words exactly.

remember to copy and paste the form given on the submission page into your post and tag your piece appropriately!

scroll down or click here to see a sample submission.

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