#daily fantasy

[k3v10k]

Join DraftKings using my link so I can make free bets! Appreciate u in advance and you’ll get a welcome bonus! Play responsibly

[onetechavenue]

Daily Fantasy partners with Molten & UBTG with ‘Project Bola,’ to empower Filipino youth through basketball

Manila, Philippines — Daily Fantasy, a fantasy sports platform dedicated to enabling fans to create their dream teams in NBA and MPBL,  has launched “Project Bola,” an initiative aimed at inspiring and empowering young basketball players across the Philippines. In collaboration with world-renowned sports equipment brand Molten and basketball community group UBTG (United By The Game), the project…

[godefylife]

Fantasy diamonds for 2024:

We’re just three weeks away from kicking off the 2024 NFL season and many of you are currently preparing for your fantasy drafts. So here’s my annual video on players you should be targeting, specifically in later rounds and deeper leagues!

[daily-dragon-drawing]

#111 - 跨性別 (kuà xìngbié / transgender) - A dragon that transes your gender?! 🏳️‍⚧️💙💗🤍⚧️

[bl00dfroma-fairy]

[sealsdaily]

Today's Seal Is: The Greedy Souper

[ratwednesday]

flying high! the swift scales post is ready to carry your parcels and correspondence, rain or shine ⛅️🐉

[evydraws]

"It seemed as if the whole, awful creature were simply gorged with blood; he lay like a filthy leech, exhausted with his repletion."

Bram Stoker's Dracula | portfolio | prints

[outcasting101]

Imagine this…

Imagine barbecue in a fantasy world; where the fire is sentient and you always have to fight for your food as the fire monster there to take it for fuel.

[onetechavenue]

Daily Fantasy Brings Philippine Basketball Fans Closer to Action with Coach Chot Reyes’ Launch as Brand Ambassador

Manila, Philippines – Filipino basketball enthusiasts have been gradually changing their ways of connecting with their all-time favorite sport. With this passion, Filipinos are taking a leap to the next milestone for the sports community and live sports game as well. The leap is taken by fantasy sports platform Daily Fantasy, which has transformed how fans engage with basketball, enabling them…

[fatimazainab]

E.M. Forster // Louise Glück

[daily-dragon-drawing]

a dragon but disguised as fruit would be the best shock to stumble upon

#11 - 火龍果 (dragon fruit)- I don't see a dragon here, do you? 🐲🍓🌟

Bonus:

His ass does NOT cost 39元

[caffeinewitchcraft]

Secrets of the Bly

The canopy sailed over the horizon line.

The mother looked out the window, snapping the sheets as she folded them. Her clear gray eyes were the same color as the morning sky and just as gloomy.

“Closer,” she muttered. She seemed surprised she had spoken, and her hands slowed, fingers lingering on the fraying edge of her own bed sheet. She wet her lips. Said again, “Closer.”

“What’s closer?” the daughter asked.

The mother didn’t jump, but the air changed as if she did. Her shoulders stiffened. Her hands went back to work. “Nothing,” she said. Then, not being able to help herself, “The forest is growing quickly.”

“Teacher says that trees don’t grow fast. Only an inch or two a year.”

“You couldn’t see the Bly when you were a baby,” the mother said. Her heart stung. She knew her daughter wasn’t calling her foolish. Lately, when the little girl spoke of her teacher, something she never had, it makes something sour in her want to lash out. “Now look how tall it stands!”

The daughter came to the window. Her clothes were ill-fitting. She looked as if she tumbled in and then out of fresh laundry only to come up wearing a whole bedspread. The dress she wore used to be the mother’s from when she was young. Her eyes traced the horizon. “That’s faster than teacher said.”

“Not even a teacher knows everything,” the mother said. Her own mother’s voice rang through hers. That made her jump. She thrust the laundry away from her and finally looked at her daughter. “Some truths are only learned while living—”

The daughter stared at her bare feet. Shoulders rounded. Lip jutting out so far the mother could see it through her hanging, flaxen hair. The mother’s heart stung different.

“The Bly is…different,” the mother said. It’s her own voice this time. Softer and more yielding. She kneeled so that the daughter could see her right away when she chose to look up. “It’s a secret I’d like you to keep.”

The daughter’s eyes darted up, meeting the mother’s. Her lip contracted a centimeter. “A secret?”

“Just between us two,” the mother agreed. Was the little girl old enough? She would give anything to bring her daughter’s chin up again. “Your teacher is right that trees grow slow. The Bly is different here. Only here.”

“Only here?”

“On our land. You see, the Bly is home to another kind of creature. Like us, but not. They are mischievous and kind and cruel. More importantly, they’re magic.”

“Fairies,” the daughter said confidently.

“The Good Folk,” the mother said in her own mother’s voice. Then to soften it, “And that’s not the secret.”

The daughter reached out to put her hands on her mother’s shoulders. She jumped in excitement, using her mother to steady herself. “Tell me! Please, tell me.”

The mother smiled and placed her hands over her daughters. She tilted her head forward and was rewarded when her daughter stopped leaping about and pressed her own forehead against hers. She whispered, “The secret is that once, a long time ago, I stole something from them. That’s why the forest grows so quickly over the horizon. They’re looking for what I took.”

“What?!” The daughter was amazed. “You said never to steal.”

“I did. I needed it very badly, mustn’t I have?”

“Yes,” the daughter said. Her quick mind tumbled through her mother’s confession. “So you’ve been in the Bly? What was it like? Teacher says there are wolves in there. What did you steal?”

For a moment, the mother was not there. She raced through dense old growth with her feet cut to ribbons and her skirts sticking wetly to her legs. Her breath came in cold clouds in front of her and she ran through them just as quickly as they formed. She could use only one hand to shield her face from vines and branches. Her other arm was curled around the bundle in her arms.

“One day,” the mother said. She stood but wrapped her hands around her daughter’s so that she knew it was only a necessary retreat and not a complete one. “One day, when you’re older, I’ll tell you all the stories I have.”

The girl’s lower lip was out again. “How old?”

“When the Bly hits the edge of our land,” the mother said. She held out her pinky. “Promise.”

The girl was suspicious. “It grows fast?”

The mother’s heart stung differently again. “Very fast.”

“Deal!”

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[caleod]

29-8-24

[reeddraws]

Daily drawing 1525: A still landscape filled with tall grass and wildflowers, broken only by the remains of a creature from a time long past. A passing witch takes her time, watching the softly shifting sea of the wild plains.