#falcon request

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Hi! I know you already did sambucky dancing but honestly there can never be enough of them dancing and you do it so beautifully. So, sambucky dancing, pls and thank you? <3

so lucky that we met while walkin' under ladders

it hit me in the blink of an eye

that you're my diamond girl

so let me steal you for the rest of my life

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Back on my Sambucky bullshit and also trying to complete some requests from like September

Anyways, hope you enjoy this not early very late reply lol @livingincolorsagain

#sambucky #buckysam #winterfalcon #sam wilson #captain america #falcon #bucky barnes #winter soldier #the falcon and the winter soldier #falcon and the winter soldier #tfatws #marvel #marvel cinematic universe #mcu #fi probably draws #request for fi

[multifandomfix]

A Protective Hand — Helmut Zemo

Summary: While at an underground party gathering intel about the Flagsmashers with Zemo, he gets a little more protective than is necessary.

Word Count: 777

Warnings: Zemo calls reader his wife

The pulsating beat of electronic music reverberated through the air as you and Zemo seamlessly blended your way into the eclectic crowd. The atmosphere buzzed with the frantic energy of the underground club, but you were there for one purpose — gathering crucial intel on the elusive Flagsmashers.

Zemo, dressed impeccably in a tailored suit, moved with grace and confidence —if perhaps a few awkward dance moves— a stark contrast to the raw and chaotic surroundings. His sharp eyes constantly scanned the room, assessing potential threats and gauging the reactions of those around you. As you navigated the crowded space, Zemo's presence felt both reassuring and slightly unnerving.

The intel you sought was rumored to be within the grasp of the party's attendees, many of whom were connected to the shadowy world of the Flagsmashers. Zemo's contacts had led you to this underground gathering, where secrets were exchanged amidst the thumping bass and dimly lit corners.

You and Zemo played your roles seamlessly, undercover operatives seeking information, disguising your true purpose with laughter and casual conversation. The dynamic between you and Zemo, however, took an unexpected turn when he subtly, yet unmistakably, became more protective.

It started with a subtle touch. A guiding hand on the small of your back, perhaps meant to be an innocently protective gesture as you weaved through the dance floor. Zemo's watchful eyes never strayed far from you, his awareness heightened as he assessed every face in the crowd. The intensity of his gaze, at times, felt like a shield guarding you from unseen threats.

As you engaged in conversations with potential sources, Zemo's protective instincts became more apparent. He positioned himself strategically, subtly creating a barrier between you and the rest of the party. His actions spoke louder than any words could. It was a silent declaration of his commitment to ensuring your safety in this dangerous game of espionage.

In one corner of the dimly lit venue, you found yourself engaged in a conversation with a seemingly unassuming partygoer who might have ties to the Flagsmashers. Zemo, ever watchful, stood nearby, his cold, calculating gaze never leaving the interaction. The air crackled with tension as Zemo's demeanor shifted, his protective instincts reaching a new level.

As the conversation progressed, the partygoer's tone grew more assertive, and Zemo's patience wore thin. Without a word, he stepped forward, a silent warning in his eyes. The partygoer, sensing the shift, excused themselves, leaving you alone with Zemo.

"You're attracting the wrong kind of attention," Zemo remarked, his voice low and authoritative. His protective demeanor, while slightly overbearing, carried a genuine concern for your well being. You wanted to be mad, but you truly hadn’t been making any progress with the stranger, so it’s not as if he’d disrupted the mission at hand.

The dance floor pulsed with the rhythm of the music, and Zemo's grip on the situation tightened. With a subtle nod, he guided you toward a quieter corner, away from prying eyes.

"Caution is paramount in these situations," Zemo reminded. His words were unnecessary, as you already knew them to be true, but they also held a note of genuine worry. "The Flagsmashers are not to be underestimated."

You nodded in understanding, knowing this was neither the time nor the place to fight him on the issue. Besides, you appreciated Zemo's commitment to the mission and, oddly enough, to your safety. As the night progressed, you couldn't shake the feeling that Zemo's protective instincts had forged an unspoken connection between you, transcending the confines of the mission.

Finally, you gained some intel in an overheard conversation on the dance floor. Yet, when you made to leave and reunite with Zemo to fill him in, there was one man that would not let you escape so easily. He’d grabbed your wrist and tugged you back. A noise of surprise escaped you and your eyes immediately darted back and forth, searching for Zemo. You knew he wouldn’t be far.

And he wasn’t. You no sooner turned around and there he stood. “I ask that you release your hand from my wife,” he stated. Your brain short circuited. His what? But the threat worked and the hand immediately left your person.

Suddenly, you regained your wits and played along. “Thank you, Helmut,” you replied, making sure your voice was sweet as sugar. You took a step closer to him and he followed your lead, putting his arm around you. You looked at him adoringly, which you found wasn’t all that difficult. Finally, the man left, and Zemo walked you out, keeping you close. You’d done well and you couldn’t have asked for a better partner.

For anon

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#helmut zemo #helmut zemo one shot #helmut zemo x reader #the falcon and the winter soldier #marvel #marvel one shot #mcu #mcu one shot #request #send requests #requests open

[mariasabanahabanabana]

I'm bored and out of ideas, give me some ideas / request are open

(IMAGE TO CALL YOU GUYS ATTENTION)

#im at the work and im bored #i just gonna do request from the fandoms that are in the hashtags #marvel #TLOU #Criminal mind's #falcon and the winter soldier #the Avengers #daughter reader #moon knight #star wars #the mandalorian #poe dameron #din djarin #fin star wars #Rey Skywalker #Ellie Williams #Joel Miller #platonic Reader #child reader

[seagull-scribbles]

Doodles of random characters you guys suggested in a page of my sketch book! Enjoy the Holidays

#request #doodles #sketch #tawog darwin #sonic unleashed chip #silver the hedgehog #sth #phineas and ferb #mark beaks #falcon graves #usagi miyamoto #strawbun13s #millardpeacscraff #amai-kurusu #enbymuppet #ihaventpickedausername #thehunterpersian #traditional

[stimpocalypse]

American Kestrel Stimboard

requested by @its-desca

x-x-x-x-🦅-x-x-x-x

#stimboard #animal stimboard #animal stim #bird stim #american kestrel #kestrel #falcons #grey stim #gray stim #orange stim #brown stim #nature stim #tree stim #river stim #drawing stim #painting stim #knitting stim #forest stim #sky stim #sun stim #tw hands #request

[niko-mesu-the-dragon-dog]

Penance doodles (ft. FiaPens cuz why not)

#art...i guess #drew pens bc she's my partner's fave yea #also claps to that one twitter artist for drawing Penance x every woman bc their FiaPens art makes me wild #arknights #arknights fiammetta #arknights penance #should i even tag mostima here #nah #arknights lappland #lappland saluzzo #lavinia falcone #fiammetta x penance #FiaPens #yes i am working on the moslapp requests i needed to doodle to get back into drawing again after art block decked me #arknights fanart

[tom-whore-dleston]

Alma Bella

Pairing: Joaquin Torres x f. reader

Word Count: 1.3k

This fic contains: angst, fluff, implied smut, hurt/comfort, massages, crying, reader has low self esteem, Joaquin is a loving bf, unbeta’ed writing

Summary: Joaquin helps cheer you up after getting laid off.

Notes: This piece is for @the-slumberparty's Eight Types of Love challenge. In addition, this is a late request from the Spotify Wrapped 2023 challenge.

prompt: Philautia (love of the self) - Spa Day

request: Hello ❤️ For your event, can I choose <Beautiful Soul> by Jesse McCartney and Joaquin Torres? I was thinking a hurt/comfort/fluff fic? I don’t want to add too many ideas but if I can add, Soldier Joaquin x Teacher Reader? Thank you!!! - @blackbat05

You poked at the rice on your plate, watching the way each grain smashed under your spoon. If you weren’t careful, you could have snapped at any moment, aggressively smashing the salmon you spent the last hour preparing for your partner and then throwing it on the ground. So, you settled for meticulously squishing each item on your plate, until Joaquin’s voice pulled you out of your trance.

“Amor, is everything alright?”

When you finally glanced into his loving brown eyes, you sighed loudly, fighting back the tears burning your own eyes. You had been anxious to the point of throwing up over sharing the news to Joaquin. He had been working so hard for both of you, and you didn’t want to let him down. The logical side of you knew he would never be disappointed in you, yet the fear of any conflict with the man you loved scared you to your core. Yet, you needed to tell him before you were consumed by it.

“I’m so sorry, Joaquin,” you mumbled, staring back down at your barely eaten dinner.

“What? Why?”

“I got laid off,” you finally revealed. Your heart sank to your stomach as the words left your mouth, and you already felt the bile traveling to the back of your throat. “I should have seen it coming with the way the economy is now. Plus, schools are more focused on STEM classes than fine arts. You sipped on your glass of water before continuing. “I really thought I could make a difference with art. I thought I could inspire kids to create with their hands and get messy, but…forget it. My family was right about me becoming an artist. I’d never make it so I should be an art teacher for more stability. Well, look where that got me.” 

The tears that brewed in your eyes disappeared. Your heart was breaking into atomic pieces yet you couldn’t allow yourself to cry. What was the point of crying if the only thing to grieve was your hope of making a difference?

Joaquin stood from his chair and joined you on the opposite side of the dining table. He knelt down to hug you tightly against him. The moment he started rubbing your back and kissed the crown of your head, the water works began flooding over his white shirt. Your lover hushed you, but still allowed you to sob into his shoulder. 

“I am hurting with you, amor. But everything you said about yourself is not true. You can make a difference with your art. Maybe this just wasn’t the right time or moment to do that.”

You pulled away to meet his eyes again. They were still beautiful and brown, even behind your watery gaze.

“When will be the right time?” You sniffled, wiping the tears away with the back of your hands.

Joaquin looked down at the ground solemnly. “I wish I knew the answer to that. But I promise it’ll come. You just gotta light that passion again, amor.” A strong hand grabbed yours tenderly. “I know you still have fight in you. Even if you feel discouraged.” 

You pulled Joaquin into another hug warm enough to light that fire inside you. He always knew how to comfort you. You didn’t deserve this, especially after the way you talked so poorly of yourself. But, it was what you needed to crawl out of your hopeless state.

“I think I know another way to cheer you up,” Joaquin said, sweeping the hair out of your face.

“Please tell me we are getting massages!”

Joaquin’s eyes widened, a smile painting his face. “How do you manage to guess what I’m thinking so easily?”

You bit your lip. “Because you and I are connected by the soul.”

He stared down at your lips, releasing a faint chuckle before kissing your lips.

The next day, Joaquin drove you to the massage parlor in your town, holding your hand while he sang ballads of his affection to you. At each stop light, he would lift your hand to his lips before lightly pecking them before driving away. By the time you arrived at your destination, Joaquin spoke with the receptionist, reserving your massage time and paying the service. Before you could protest, he reminded you that this day was for you and you shouldn’t have to do so much as lift a finger. Normally, you would attempt to fight him back, but for now, you agreed to let him treat you.

The next 90 minutes were the most blissful ones you have experienced in a long while. The woman massaging you may have been way past 60 years old, but her hands were strong enough to knead out the weight you carried since getting laid off. Yet, her touch was still soft and gentle, a kind reminder that even amongst the roughness, you deserve sensitivity and love.

You peered over to Joaquin, who laid with his cheek on the table, facing you. He grinned with his eyelids half open as his taut muscles turned to putty. 

“How are you, mi amor?” 

As the little old woman squeezed a pressure point on your calf, you winced in pain and pleasure. Joaquin laughed at your response, sticking his head back down the cushioned hole of the table, succumbing to the classical music and warmth of the massager’s hands.

Once your massage was over, you and Joaquin moaned in elation, but still yearned for more of the comforting yet aggressive touch of the massagers. You both laid in silence, battling the urge to fall asleep on the tables. After what felt like eternity, you finally stood from the table, moving sluggishly to dress yourself. Joaquin sensed your movement, turning to admire your naked form. 

“Hey, you,” your boyfriend murmured in a seductive tone.

“Hey, to you, too.” You snickered, rolling your eyes when Joaquin just stared at you in awe. He rolled onto his side as you slid your underwear back on.

“Did I ever tell you how beautiful you are?” He licked his lips as you bent over to pick up your sundress. A smirk was plastered on his face, and you already predicted where this would lead you. You decided to play dumb to test your hypothesis.

“I should say the same about you, handsome.” Your eyebrows suggested towards his semi hard length pointing in your direction. Then, you met him with sincerity and affection. “Thank you for this, amor. It really means a lot that you are taking this whole day to make me feel better after yesterday.”

“Anything for the woman I love. Don’t ever forget that you deserve the best and more.” You nodded before pressing your lips to his. Then, Joaquin added, “I take it that the massage helped relieve some of your stress?” 

“Oh, you have no idea, baby.”

“I think I do have an idea actually.” You faced him, fully dressed, as he finally managed to hop off the table. Your eyes steered away from his bare figure, warmth flooding your cheeks and chest. “Your pretty moans told me all I needed to know about how good you were feeling.”

You gulped, that sly smirk never leaving his face. “I felt really good, too. The thing is, I think they missed a spot. You and I both know you’re the only one to give me a real happy ending. Ain’t that right, amor?” By then, you choked on a gasp that almost came out as a whimper. 

“Joaquin, we can’t fuck here.”

“I know, I know.” He paused while putting on his jeans. “How about this? I drive us home, we get undressed again and I help you relax a little more and you help me get a happy ending.” 

You pretended to consider his proposition with your bottom lip tucked between your teeth. The day had just begun for you two and you were already looking forward to more of whatever special treatment he had in store for you.

“Well, you did want to treat me the whole day so let’s not waste anymore time.”

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#request fulfilled ╰( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° )つ──☆*:・ﾟ #spotify wrapped 2023 🎵 #navy and roo's sleepover #typesoflovesleepover #joaquin torres #the falcon #danny ramirez #tfatws #falcon and the winter soldier #captain america new world order #joaquin torres x reader #joaquin torres x you #the falcon x reader #joaquin torres fluff #joaquin torres smut #joaquin torres angst #joaquin torres imagine #joaquin torres fanfic #joaquin torres fic

[lazer-t]

White Gyrfalcon for a $5 Ko-fi supporter  

#art #my art #digital #digital art #clip studio #clip studio paint #csp #kofi #ko-fi #kofi commissions #commissioned work #request #doodle #coloured #stylized #falcon #gyrfalcon #white gyrfalcon #Falco rusticolus #birdblr #lazert #lazer-t

[softevnstan]

³.⍭ 𝐈𝐭 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞

pairing. bucky barnes x gender netural!reader

summary. you couldn't believe the name that graced the file on your desk for your new patient. james 'bucky' barnes. you'd heard of him - even studied some of his history during college for psychology classes. never would you have imagined he'd be sent to your office, looking for help.

a.n. yeahhh i couldn't do this as just a one time thing. this is going to be a multi-part i write to update every now and again. so for today you have crumbs of what your first session is like. as someone who's been diagnosed with c-ptsd and has a butt-load of trauma, i'm writing bucky's experience in therapy based on my own. that being said i do not condone patient/therapist irl or any of that power balance outside of fiction. gross. that's the only disclaimer for this series tho going forward, i'm not gonna tag that everytime.

edit. part two is here yall

“So, Mr. Barnes, from what I’m understanding, you'd like to make me your primary therapist and discontinue working with Doctor Raynor?” Perhaps if you knew you’d be in this situation, you would’ve mentally prepared yourself a little better for the day when you got up out of bed that morning.

Being a therapist certainly wasn’t without its obstacles, no – It’s a lot to listen to someone else’s problems and just how many callus and evil things happen in the world. It also has its moments where it reminds you just how vile people can be, too. From children all the way to elderly, you’ve seen countless patients. They come back because you’re passionate about your job; Not looking at these people as paychecks but as living, breathing people. And sometimes people just need someone to talk to; there’s no shame in that.

You just never anticipated you’d have a war hero on your office couch, though. That was not on the radar when you were working towards your Master’s Degree. 

James “Bucky” Buchanan Barnes sat across from your beige and brown striped armchair on the couch. He looked lonely in the middle; For a man so broad, it would be impressive how small he could make himself if not for the fact it was simultaneously heart wrenching. Cobalt eyes struggled to meet your gaze from the moment he walked into the office to begin the session. His body looked awfully stiff, and his eyes dark like he hadn’t had a good night’s rest in weeks. Perhaps months.

“Yes.” He answers stiffly, “Please.” At least he’s sure to mind his manners despite the clear discomfort radiating from the soldier across from you. But his quiet and taut demeanor is discouraging: “It’s important that you are comfortable here, Mr. Barnes. Therapy is something that works best when it doesn’t feel forced…” “I am comfortable,” Bucky jumps to correct, earning a slight raise of a brow from you before schooling your expression once more. “Comfortable enough. I’m just new to… this.” The man makes a vague gesture with his hands between the both of you; Aching eyes speaking more than words ever will when Bucky briefly raises them to look at you.

The first step is wanting to heal. Bucky’s already showing initiative by being present - by putting his foot forward to try to find a therapist better suited to him rather than just throwing his hands up after the first dead end. That’s good. You can work with that. 

Your lips curl into a soft, welcoming smile. “Change can be scary, especially when we don’t understand what all is changing or what could come from it. With us working together, though, I can only do as much as you let me. It’s going to be intimidating, and you may not like it, but I want to help you feel better, Mr. Barnes. You deserve to feel better.” Positive reinforcements are always a good thing so long as they’re not condescending or passive aggressive. It’s all in the delivery, you’ve learned. It’s important patients feel comfortable when they’re with you – how else are they expected to be honest, then?

Bucky looks quizzically for a few moments before once more averting his anxious gaze. It made your heart hurt to see a man so beaten down and on edge; it felt so obvious to you, but then again, you were educated on how to find the tells. You could read him like a book right then. Feel everything radiating off of him, almost.

“What kind of things will you do..?” Bucky inquires after a beat.

“Well, I’d like you to start keeping a journal that we could use for our sessions. It’ll help you keep a record of what you’re feeling and we could use it like a workbook – there’d be homework involved, but there’d be nothing I know you can’t handle.”

“Homework?”

You smile, a nod of your head: “Work sheets, sometimes I’ll ask you to read something for me or answer a few questions, sometimes I’ll give you a worksheet you can use when necessary – then the next time I see you, we’ll go over what you’ve brought back and assess together so I can help you understand.”

He’s tentative to the idea, you can see it. It’s clear Bucky is very selective and reserved. You can only imagine how much strife this poor man has been through. But you see the light in him. You do. He wouldn’t be here if he didn’t want to get better.

“...I don’t want to be unhappy anymore,” Bucky says, almost not catching the words if not for the fact the room is silent except for the two of you. “I can help you, Bucky,” you assure him, voice sincere. “We just need to work together and let me give you the tools to be happy. Do you think you can do that for me, Mr. Barnes?”

It’s clear your words seem to rock Bucky in some way, because he looks at you with something that almost resembles shock. As if he’s never heard anyone say something like that to him, has never wanted to help him become himself again. And if his experiences with Raynor is anything to base off of, Bucky needs a proper support system and someone who’s there with his best interest in mind. You can be that for him - even if it is your job irregardless. 

He’s silent, eyes darting away and breaking the brief moment of eye contact between the both of you. Then, a nod.

“I can try.” it might as well be a promise.

“That’s all I’ll ever ask of you.”

#🌻 #writing: it feels like home #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes #sebastian stan #winter soldier #x reader #gender neutral reader #bucky barnes x gn!reader #marvel #fanfiction #ao3 #recovering bucky barnes #the falcon and the winter soldier #TFATWS #I don't like the way they treated bucky's therapy in tfatws #ask #answered #silas' scribblings #request #writing #fanfic #reader x bucky barnes

[incorrectsmashbrosquotes]

So umm... how would a fight between Captain Falcon and Godfrey go?

Well, Godfrey has the power of God (his wife) on his side and Captain Falcon has the power of anime (his sister) on his side, so it really comes down to which you find stronger.

#incorrect super smash bros #question #request #smash bros #super smash bros #Elden Ring #Soulsborne #Godfrey #Captain Falcon #Godfrey the First Elden Lord #Hoarah Loux #Marika

[tankgotstuckinthecircusgate]

«Carlo's like a son to me» young Carlo & Moretti

"I would die for you, I would die for you" he wept "I wish things could be different" he wept *** I love you, and if you want, I'll call you King But why do I lie awake each night thinking "Instead of you, it should be me"? *** I have never loved him more than I do now But I can't do it again I have to be the only one

#i wish things could be different he wept. sorry. im .just. #okay #carlo falcone #tomaso moretti #mafia 2 #beaten up carlo makes sense btw but idk ill explain it later???? maybe?????? ????? not sure #i still remember bout requests and ill draw them but #< im working on a small comic abt moretti family n young carlo and i want to finish it in 2-3 month wish me luck😭 #avart

[fiprobably]

Some Instagram Sambucky requests!!

1. Sambucky wedding

2. Pool date (what's Bucky talking about?)

3. Sleeping and cuddling

4. Pre-CW the morning after (Bucky kissing Sam goodbye while he's asleep)

#sambucky #buckysam #winterfalcon #sam wilson #captain america #falcon #bucky barnes #winter soldier #the falcon and the winter soldier #falcon and the winter soldier #tfatws #marvel #marvel cinematic universe #mcu #request for fi #fi probably draws

[gracklespark-art]

hi wof requests are open! I’m only doing canon wof characters right now but soon will be open to ocs and the works. Thank you!

favorite tribe to draw is night wings btw :3

#falcon art #my art #wings of fire #wof #Requests

[tropical-kins]

Helloo me from the other account lol

Could you maybe make a dark red themed gyrfalcon moodboard? Have a nice day/night!

Gyrfalcon with themes of dark red, water, feathers and the blood moon for girlofhoneyandglass!

#moodboard #request #alterhuman #therian #therian moodboard #therianthropy #gyrfalcon therian #gyrfalcon kin #falcon kin #falcon therian #birdkin #bird kin #bird therian #aviankin #avian therian

[kdsburneraccount]

Wdym Kirk cousins is my qb now 🧍

#huh??? #this is so #like why are we engaging in the nfc south action of picking up kind of ok qbs as a band aid #do i need to retract all my previous kirk slander… actually maybe not #he reminds me of matt but like way more awkward and cringe sorry #not even getting into the phobia #can’t even make fun of russell wilson being a steeler bc of this #tee requesting a trade… oh my teams are all in shambles #nfl #atlanta falcons #kirk cousins #somehow

[falconscales]

Stimboard requests: OPEN

Requests in inbox - 0

Amount of stimboards in queue - 7

Any kind of stimboard!! For kins, characters, animals, colors, etc.

If I make a mistake in your stimboard/Interpreted something wrong/you have a problem with it/whatever PLEASE LET ME KNOW!! Preferably with a dm so that we can discuss it and I'll make you a new one, even if my requests are closed!

How to request

In your request you must have these - What character/animal/etc you want the stimboard to be based around and two or more things you want me to put in the stimboard.

For example: "Hiii I'd like to request a Lumine from Genshin Impact stimboard with themes of stars, storms, and white dresses ^^"

I would also prefer the name of the media a character is from, because I don't know all of them, for tagging reasons. Colors for certain things isn't required (you can just say something like "fabric" instead of "blue fabric" if you don't care for the color. Etc)

Rules

1 - nothing from nsfw/18+ media, I'm a minor

2 - I can refuse a request for any reason, if you're off anon I'll likely privately respond and send you a reason why but I don't have to do this.

3 - currently no specific things are unable to be requested but if there are I'll add them onto this post and reblog it with patch notes

4 - if you want me to make a stimboard but not post it for others to see you must ask off anon and tell me in the ask so that I can privately answer

5 - I tend to close requests when there are 5 requests in my inbox, and open them up once all or most are in the queue

6 - if there's a specific day you want me to post the stimboard on just let me know!

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Blacklist

- Real people (mcyt CHARACTERS do not count)

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- c!dream/c!anyone in the "dream team" (dsmp characters are allowed just not those ones)

- Wilbur + any of his characters

When I have multiple in my inbox I schedule for one to be posted every day at 8:30 am EST

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#stimboards #rules #stimboard requests #falcons stimboards #save