#dan yips

[foxwyrm]

Hi friends!! I know I haven't been posting as much lately, and that's because I've been working on a project!! That project is finally completed now :}

Dragon scale jumper!!!! 🐉🌱⭐️

please me nice to me I do not know how to pose or style this yet 😔

It looks a little wonky up-close, but I'm very happy with the results!! This was a prototype done with an old grey jumper and a dragon-scale patterned pillow I got on clearance. Now that I sort of know what I'm doing, my goal is to make a green version that fits me better :}

I very much recommend this for all beasties with scales!! It's a really easy project even if you dont have a sewing machine, and it looks great even if you mess up a bit

Some wip shots when I remembered to take them below the cut!

🌱⭐️🐉

#dan yips #undescribed image #alterhuman #nonhuman #otherkin #therian #dragon #dragonkin #dragon therian #dragoncore #clothing alteration #otherkin gear #therian gear #nonhuman gear #alterhuman gear #alterhuman community #nonhuman community #therian community #otherkin community

[coffee-cait]

Oops forgot to include in my promo post but I'm debuting new Astral Express, Gaming + Man Chai and Jing Yuan + Blade sticker sheets at Toronto Game Expo this Saturday!

I'll also have these on my 5h0p when we reopen in April! (Tentatively Fri April 5th)

#fanart #tabling #toronto game expo #toronto game expo 2024 #tge2024 #honkai star rail #hsr #genshin impact #trailblazer #caelus #stelle #dan heng #march 7th #himeko #pom pom #welt yang #yip gaming #gaming genshin #man chai #jing yuan #blade

[sidonius5]

𝒪𝓀𝒶𝓎, ℐ'𝓂 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝑔𝑜𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝒷𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓈𝒶𝓎𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝑒𝓍𝓉 𝓂𝑜𝓋𝒾𝑒 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝒷𝓊𝓉 ℐ 𝒽𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝑒. 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐨𝐨𝐦 (1984) 𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝒶𝓋𝑜𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝓂𝑜𝓋𝒾𝑒 𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝓌𝒽𝓎 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝑜𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝓂𝑜𝓋𝒾𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉. ��𝗿. 𝗝𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝓇𝑒𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓃𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝒶𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝓇𝑒𝑒𝒹𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒶𝓇𝒸𝒽𝑒𝑜𝓁𝑜𝑔𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓁 𝓉𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓈𝓊𝓇𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒶 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝒹 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑜𝓃. 𝒯𝒶𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝐒𝐡𝐫𝐢 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐚 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝑒𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒, 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓃 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐢 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝗜𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗻𝗮 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓃𝓉 𝒶 𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓇𝒾𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝑔𝒶𝓃𝑔 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝑜𝓈𝓈 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝒶𝓈 𝗟𝗮𝗼 𝗖𝗵𝗲. 𝗗𝗿. 𝗝𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝒶𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒸𝓊𝓉𝑒 𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓀𝒾𝒸𝓀 𝗦𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝗥𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝒶𝓀𝒶 𝐊𝐞 𝐇𝐮𝐲 𝐐𝐮𝐚𝐧 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎'𝓋𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝓈𝑒𝒶𝓇𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓊𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓉𝓊𝓃𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝑔𝑜 𝒶𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶𝓃 𝑒𝓍𝓉𝓇𝒶 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃, 𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲 𝗦𝗰𝗼𝘁𝘁 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝓁𝓊𝒷 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐢 𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒸𝓁𝓊𝒷. ℐ 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐰 𝒶𝓈 𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝓂𝒶𝓃𝓎 𝒽𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 ℐ 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝒹𝒹𝑒𝒹 𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓋𝒾𝑒. 𝒜𝓃𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝓌𝒽𝓎 ℐ 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝒾𝓈 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝓈𝒸𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓁𝓂 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝓈𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓎/𝒶𝓌𝑒𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒. 𝒲𝒽𝑒𝓃 ℐ 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽𝑒𝒹 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓎 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔, ℐ 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓏𝑒𝒹. 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃, 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓁 𝑒𝒻𝒻𝑒𝒸𝓉𝓈, 𝑔𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝒷𝓊𝑔𝓈 (𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝓂𝓎 𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒽𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹) 𝓅𝓁𝓊𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝓅𝑒𝑜𝓅𝓁𝑒. 𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 ℐ 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝓇𝑜𝒹𝓊𝒸𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 ℐ𝓃𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓃 𝒸𝓊𝓁𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒, ℐ 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒶 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁 𝓇𝑒𝓅𝓇𝑒��𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 ℐ𝓃𝒹𝒾𝒶 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝑒𝑜𝓅𝓁𝑒 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒹𝓈 𝑒𝓎𝑒, ℐ 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝒾𝓉 𝒶𝓈 𝑔𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉 𝑒𝓈𝓅𝑒𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓉𝑒𝒸𝓉𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝓅𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝙎𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨. ℐ𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓎𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒢𝑜𝒹 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐚 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝗠𝗼𝗹𝗮 𝗥𝗮𝗺 (𝐀𝐦𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐢) 𝒹𝒾𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓁𝓂, 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒 𝓅𝓊𝓃𝒾𝓈𝒽𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝒻𝒾𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝒹𝑒𝓋𝒶𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝓇 𝓂𝒶𝓎𝒷𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓈𝑒. 𝒮𝓉𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒶 𝒻𝓊𝓃 𝒻𝒾𝓁𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 ℐ'𝓁𝓁 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓉𝒾𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝓌𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔.

#Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom (1984) #Adventure/Action #Harrison Ford #Kate Capshaw #Ke Huy Quan #Amrish Puri ✝︎ #Dan Aykroyd #Roshan Seth #Raj Singh #David Yip #D. R. Nanayakkara ✝︎ #Ric Young #Nizwar Karanj #Chua Kah Joo #Roy Chiao ✝︎ #Pat Roach ✝︎ #Philip Stone ✝︎ #Iranganie Serasinghe #Philip Tan #Arthur F. Repola #Michael Yama ✝︎ #Dharmadasa Kuruppu ✝︎ #Akio Mitamura

[jhsharman]

Baby sitter

You explain the substitution.

#Archie Comics #Betty Cooper #Archie Andrews #Veronica Lodge #Just walking through the front lawn #Babysitting #Rambo #Shaving cream #Dropped cacti #Disappearing book #No water bottle #Window #Job references #Yipping dog #Dan Decarlo #1988

[writedreamlie]

Making a post to yell about A Glitch In Time as I read, tagged for spoilers, here we go:

- "And more importantly, to Nasty Burger after!" Bad omen, BAD OMEN

-"So. Do YOU like mayors?" I fuckin forgot they made Tucker the mayor that was so fucking stupid!!

- LOL FOR 48 HOURS

- Jack Fenton confirmed unable to even kick a man into space correctly

- Why. Why was Dan's thermos just sitting there out in the open where any emotional old man could knock it over, almost such a silly thing to do that it would have to have been intentional...

- Vlad "Tuxedo Mask but you didn't do anything" Plasmius

- lol bye

- "Do you have a childhood trauma you want to talk about?" Jazz, what the fuck kind of question is that.

- Jazz "Sailor Moon transformation" Fenton

- Hmmmm is a pollywog a baked good? *googles it* ....it'll do.

- "I am who I am" The dumbass I've loved for nigh 20 years, folks

- Plasmius hunched over an old ass computer I am fucking dying

- YIP YIP

- I fuckin love Jack and Maddie

- "Who else in town would have a portal?" Uh.

- "Sorry, not sorry!" And you shouldn't be!

- Why does Vlad's portal look like a portrait frame? Did it always look like that?

- Vlad deserves every bit of grief he's getting

- OH FUCK WHY DOES PLASMIUS HAVE PUPILS IN THIS PANEL NO THANK YOU

- Oh, Lance Thunder, you hero

- Jack Fenton also confirmed for indestructible

- OH FUCK HE TURNED HIS HEAD ALL THE WAY AROUND NOPE

- "I...see." 🥹

- Lol Jack forgetting he hates Vlad now. Old habits, you know?

- "Still has cupholders though!"

- Okay, that emerging from the flames panel is really badass

- S O N O O N E E L S E L E A V E S

- HOLD ON I NEED A MINUTE

- 😭😭😭😭

- 'kay I'm fine carry on

- My dude this one panel in particular why is Vlad such SHAPES like they wanted to make him muscles but also STICK LEGS

- "Ten out of ten plot twist!" Lol okay, you toot that horn of yours

- Someone tells Jazz she's right one (1) time and she's LOSING IT

- Well THAT sure leaves some room for sequels 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

#danny phantom #a glitch in time #a glitch in time spoilers #agit spoilers #agit

[scriptscribbles]

To give my general 13 Who feelings since I asked:

Ryan was my favorite Chibnall era companion though I suspect Tosin probably felt pretty burned by lack of material and hope he's on to better things that make him happier. He's quite a good actor IMO. Makes a lot of interesting choices when left to the background.

Dan and Graham were both quite charming but just not character types I need from stories right now. Dan also really suffered from not getting, like, any breathing room as a character. It ends up feeling like after Brian Williams, Chibnall needed a comfort older white dude in the TARDIS.

Yaz I like on paper but never felt like she got the focus or exploration the many interesting things about her deserved. Can You Hear Me was a very clever retcon to explain her lack of material in series 11 in addition to being poignant though it does totally change her from the character introduced in Woman Who Fell to Earth.

I like the idea of the Timeless Child and the opportunities it offers and relate a surprising amount to the whole forgotten child childhood trauma questions about identity, but think it stalled on examining that after the quite underrated Once, Upon Time.

Sacha Dhawan is a superb actor who elevated a lot but I did not care at all for the direction the Master was taken in. The lack of acknowledgment of Missy was painful, the Nazi stuff doubly so, and the redestriction of Gallifrey just annoying.

Jodie Whittaker is wonderful and very Doctory. I wish she could have played more range though and really wanted to see her play a fuller relationship plot because I love the Doctor in that kind of thing and think she'd have nailed it.

Loved the sonic. Didn't love the TARDIS. Liked series 12, apart from Spyfall part 2. Thought Resolution and Eve of the Daleks were fantastic. Complicated feelings about Flux and how it all in my view fell apart (well documented that Chibnall wrote it while it went and it shows). Thought series 11 was the right idea but didn't think it was good enough overall.

Really enjoyed writers like Vinay Patel, Ed Hime, Joy Wilkinson, Maxine Alderton, and Nina Metivier contributing, and even controversially Pete McTighe, though I wish they got a bit more polish the way RTD or Moffat added sparkle to their guest writers. It's probably not fair to expect Chris Chibnall to meet the dialogue crispness of two of the best living British TV writers who proceeded him. It's not that he's bad, but Moffat and Davies are really special talents on that front and a tough act to follow.

Thought the best director of the era was Nida Manzoor and hope they get her back. Also loved Wayne Yip again but sounds like he didn't love doing it.

Some episodes and elements I really liked but overall the era of modern Who I'm coolest on. Still would take it over several classic runs any day.

#doctor who

[wri0thesley]

nat i was wondering who in hsr you see as a dog person or as a cat person ? jing yuan is ofc a cat person and i can see someone like welt being both a cat and dog person…hmm

oughhh i am THINKING

jing yuan is a cat person, naturally! i think luocha also gives cat person vibes; quiet, refined, intelligent . . . i think a dog might simply be a bit much for him.

sampo seems like he'd be a dog person based entirely on his affable nature but, like a cat, he is very tricksy and prone to changing at a moment's notice - i think he's a cat person but it's fifty/fifty whether a cat he meets on the street will adore or hate him!

welt definitely feels like he likes both equally; he likes cute things, has probably drawn a lot of animals in his past work . . . but i think he has a secret soft spot for the more delicate little animals. a rabbit (pom pom is looked at very carefully), a mouse, a tender little creature that makes him smile.

gepard is a dog person i think - unwavering loyalty, after all! i think he would spoil his dog, too.

i think dan heng gives the impression of a cat person but weirdly i just think he'd be a dog person. quiet and calm and stone-faced whilst his improbably big fluffy dog yips and yaps and rolls on its back for him. that is just the Vibe i get!!!

#nat.txt #hsr posting

[specialagentlokitty]

Lucifer x child!reader - laughter

Hello! I'm glad the aaks are open again so I was wondering if you could do one where Lucifer has a nephilim child Reader and brings her to the precinct due to the human babysitter getting sick and he couldn't find anyone else to take her. Just cute fluffy ending with the Reader playing with the police dogs and puppies. - Anon💜

Clinging tightly to lucifer, you frowned as you watched all the humans wonder about and rush to and from.

“I want to go home.” You huffed.

“I’m sorry sweetheart, but no can do. Amy is sick.”

“Maze will look after me.”

Lucifer chuckled, shaking his head as he sat you on someone’s desk.

Pulling up a chair, he sat in front of you and pulled some snacks out from your bag.

“She’s working too, you know this (Y/N).”

You rolled your eyes at him and nibbled at the biscuits he handed over to you.

You didn’t want to be at the station while your dad worked, but you also knew he liked working at the station.

“Lucifer.”

You watched as Chloe went to walk past before she stopped and taking a few steps backwards she looked at you in confusion.

“(Y/N)?”

“Hi.” You waved.

She looked between you and lucifer, who in return offered her a large grin.

“Lucifer can i take to you?” She whispered.

“Of course detective. Stay here.”

You watched as Chloe dragged your father into the closest room available. She slammed the door closed and with your heightened hearing you could hear her shouting at him.

She was telling lucifer off for bringing you by the station, saying it wasn’t a suitable place for someone so young.

You got bored of waiting and started to wonder around, walking straight into someone.

“Alright kid, where’s your dad?” Dan sighed.

“Getting told off.”

You took a few steps back and looked up at him with a huge smile on your face.

“Well, let’s take you back to him then.”

Dan held out his hand but you refused to move.

“(Y/N) come on before lucifer starts bringing this place down looking for you.”

He went to pick you up but you dodged him, and he tried again, but once more you shot around him.

“Come on, no powers.” He whispered.

You giggled a little, appearing on his back as you wrapped your arms around him.

“I wanna see the puppies…” you whispered.

“Fine. But let me tell Lucifer and Chloe first.”

You nodded and climbed up him, sitting yourself on his shoulders as he walked the same way you had just wondered from there.

Dan walked over to the door, gently knocking on the door.

“What?!” Chloe hissed.

“Tell lucifer I’m taking (Y/N) to see the dogs.”

“The dogs?” Lucifer asked.

He popped up from behind Chloe and you smiled at him, giving him a wave. He waved back and smiled softly at you.

“Go on, have fun. I’m still getting told off.”

You snickered at him.

“Good luck!”

With that, you and Dan left and he took you down the the kennels.

The dogs barked and yipped excitedly and he walked over to the one furthest away.

Opening the door, he stepped in and you gasped as you looked down.

Jumped from Dans shoulders, you dropped yourself to the floor and laughed loudly as you were surrounded by puppies.

“Maybe we can get into one of the training classes to.” He smiled.

“Really?!”

Dan nodded with a huge smile and slipped out of the cage.

“I’ll give them a call.”

“Thank you!”

With that he wondered away and you grabbed some toys.

You loved the dogs, you loved watching them come and go and you loved playing with the puppies.

You laughed as you tossed their toys about and ruffled their fur and ran around the kennel with them following you.

The door opened and closed again and you looked up.

“Dad!”

Running over, you jumped into his arms and the puppies followed closely behind, jumping at his legs while barking and wagging their tails.

Lucifer laughed, sitting down he sat you next to him and the puppies climbed all over the pair of you.

You were laughing and smiling brightly and Lucifer smiled softly as he listened to you laughing

#lucifer fox #lucifer x reader #lucifer x you #lucifer imagine

[xamassed]

⟬ @stellarcn ⟭

"Can I stash this Diting I stol-... I mean... found in your room? I would keep it in mine but... uh... I still don't have one."

From his place in the corner of the archive room, Dan Hang remained with his back to the now open door. Each yip from the bionic pooch made his shoulders twitch and his teeth clamp together, but he reigned in his irritation in time to give a quick, clipped answer.

"No."

He should have left it at that, but he had a sinking feeling in his gut that she wouldn't leave him be. A preemptive sigh escaped, and he turned to her and the Diting prancing around her feet.

"I'm busy, and I doubt that I'll be able to concentrate for long if it's running around in here. Besides, I can't be sure it won't break something. Take it to March's room. Didn't you tell me that she can communicate with it?"

#stellarcn #「 ( dang heng ; ic ) 」 #「 v. for the safety of everyone else ( dan heng ; star rail ) 」 #( he doesn't expect this to go well skjfsdf )

[foxwyrm]

Sad and a bit frustrating that most 'nonhuman tips!' posts can be boiled down to 'buy things! buy things! buy things!'. not everyone can or wants to spend money on gear/decor

#dan yips

[f1-disaster-bi]

I have some shifter fluff for you. Pierre is watching - he's lost count of how many times he's done so - as FoxLando scrambles into Daniel's "pouch", shuffles and snuffles around until he's perfectly comfortable, then falls asleep, letting out tiny yips, grunts, and snores as he dreams peacefully. Pierre's getting jealous so he has a "pouch" of his own made, using the finest materials and lined with the softest Angora wool. Human Lando eyes it suspiciously and gives a derisive snort of laughter. Less than two minutes later, an absolutely ecstatic FoxLando scrambles eagerly up Pierre's leg, and gives a squeak of delight, his whole rump wiggling 'cause he's wagging his tail so hard, as he realises his precious boyfriend has scent marked the pouch still attached to him. He burrows down, snuggles against the lining, and shoves his nose into the area where he knows Pierre's stomach is right on the other side of the pouch. Daniel's pouch is in need of a new tenant because Lando has found his forever-pouch.

This has me squealing because its so sweet and cute!!

Pierre loves watching Lando and Daniel. He finds it adorable to see his little head peeking out of the backpack that Dan has people put on him to carry Lando around. It has blankets and snacks and it's secure, and he knows Lando is safe with Daniel. The kangaroo always keeps Lando safe, and its cute to see Dan proudly showing off a comfy and sleeping Lando to people like "look! The baby has chosen me!"

Yet Pierre can't help but get jealous. He loves having Lando snuggles and carrying his little fox around, but sometimes his arms go dead and Lando hops into Dan's pouch so Pierre starts thinking about ways to fix that and decides to get a pouch made that he can wear as a human. He knows what colours Lando loves, knows that he loves anything and everything soft and researches what is the softest material for a lining. The once he has it, he makes sure to both scent it as a fox but he also wears it around his place to make sure it smells like him because Lando always says he sleeps better when he has a hoodie or tshirt with Pierre's scent on it

When Lando sees it intially, he can't help but tease Pierre. He asks if if hes jealous of Daniel and jokes about Pierre wanting him all to himself, but the instant Pierre goes to take it off, Lando is telling him "No!". He instantly shifts and paws at Pierre's legs until Pierre bends down enough for Lando to stand on his back legs and peek into the pouch. He's wigglign so hard Pierre is afraid he'll fall over but he manages to wriggle his way in. He manages to get in and he's just making the happiest little noises, little chuffs and yips. When Pierre glances down, Lando pops his little head out and starts licking at Pierre's fingers in thanks and little kisses before making a little whine and snuggling down. Pierre just feels a little nudge at his belly, and he just wraps an arm around the pouch because he's just content with the weight of his little fox against him and hearing his little snores when Lando falls asleep in there. He finds it even more endearing and adorable when Lando wakes up and barely pops his nose out of the pouch to give Pierre a little fox blep of the tongue

#pando #pierre/lando #shifters au

[helloimnad]

jingheng baseball au idea;

where dan heng used to be a pitcher but stopped playing in his late 2nd year in senior's league bc his battery partner, ren, got injured badly when his throw back home gone wrong, thus resulting in dan heng developing the yips and leaving the team in their 3rd yr. ren never blamed dan heng at all for the incident and hes actually recovering pretty well, but the incident made them drift apart from each other.

they went to different high school and dan heng tried his best not to engage w any baseball activities in high school, but failed to do so because jing yuan noticed him in the first day of school bc they have played against each other once in senior's league, though dan heng almost didnt recognize jing yuan (maybe jing yuan hasnt had his growth spurt then). jing yuan w all his sunshine glory (also zero idea abt dan heng's yips) asked dan heng to join the club, which dan heng refused, saying he has stopped playing bc of the yips. jing yuan was shocked at first but immediately understood, considering how difficult going through a yips must have felt. but jing yuan ackowledged dan heng's talent and felt like it would be too much of a waste if its not put to use, so he asked dan heng if he might want to be the club's manager instead, which dan heng contemplate w a 'ill think abt it'.

later in the evening dan heng went to the baseball field and saw jing yuan and the other baseball club members practicing and couldnt stop the fire within him that he still loved baseball so deeply within, therefore he decided that maybe being just a manager wouldnt be so bad?

---

FSFSDFSD there goes my brainrot. im still not sure if i want to keep dan heng as the club's manager or made him eventually join as a player after their coach maybe? saw his pitching and asked him to consider playing again, thus forming a battery with jing yuan. and oh, ofc jing yuan would be a catcher, he's a general after all

#jingheng #the brainrot is unreal #honkai: star rail

[movies-to-add-to-your-tbw]

Title: Everything, Everything

Rating: PG-13

Director: Stella Meghie

Cast: Amandla Stenberg, Nick Robinson, Anika Noni Rose, Ana de la Reguera, Taylor Hickson, Danube R. Hermosillo, Dan Payne, Fiona Loewi, Robert Lawrenson, Peter Benson, Françoise Yip, Marion Eisman, Farryn VanHumbeck

Release year: 2017

Genres: drama, romance

Blurb: A teenager who’s lived a sheltered life because she’s allergic to everything falls for the boy who moves in next door.

#everything everything #pg13 #stella meghie #amandla stenberg #nick robinson #anika noni rose #ana de la reguera #taylor hickson #2017 #drama #romance

[laughterfixs]

I have this strong urge to pay like swiblet and Corey to sing Never Fully Dressed as sun and moon. Like I really wanna hear it lol. I’d throw money at them and try to animate it.

And then I had a cute thought for you @madcatdaderpydrawer-blog what with the thought of Ana being included in infected moon’s life so…have this little tidbit

Ana hugged onto to moon to help him relax after being tortured by Vanny. She poked and tickled his sides and belly, getting yips and giggles out of him as she sang along which only seemed to make the tickles worse.

“Hey hobo man~

Hey dapper Dan~!

You both got your style~! But brother, you’re never fully dressed without a smiiiile~”

She nuzzled his cheek, getting a bright blue blush from him.

“Your clothes may be, Beau Brummelly!

They stand out a mile~!

But Moonie, you’re never fully dressed~ without a smiiiile~!

Who cares! What they’re wearing~ in Fazcade or Rockstar row~!

It’s what you wear from ear to ear~ and not from head to toe…thaaaat maaaaatters~

So Moon my dear, so long for a while~

Remember you’re never fully dressed~ without a smiiiile~!”

#lee!moon #ana ludraco #dragon infected au #sfw tickles #sfw tickling community #trash thoughts #oc

[connected-podcast]

An Angel For Bishop: Part 3

Willows tortured past exposes itself.

In 4 parts, based on a post by BurntRedstone. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Once they were both clean they were breathing hard and standing facing each other. The moment he leaned towards her lips she surged forward to press hers against his. His tongue slipped forward to brush against hers and suddenly she was sucking at his tongue. His hands came up and cupped her breasts and he gently took her nipples between his thumb and finger, feeling the little gold barbells and rings dangle from them. Willow gasped into his mouth and he felt Willow's legs buckle a little. She was beginning to make those needy yips as she rolled her hips. She tugged, but he jolted back.

"Willow, I don't have any condoms and I doubt Percy had the decency to put you on the pill. We can't."

"I can't get pregnant," was all she said as she tugged at him.

"What?" he gasped, as it was difficult holding a conversation with her.

"The doctor made sure I couldn't have babies so it's okay," she said in a matter of fact tone.

His head was spinning. He was still incredibly worked up and wanted to take Willow right now, but she'd just dropped a bomb from her past in his lap and his mind was reeling with the implications of her words.

"Please! I need it!" she whined as he continued to hold her off while he tried to get his head back in the game. Willow dropped to her knees in one movement. First her lips were sliding, then her nose was buried against his stomach. He could feel her swallowing but he couldn't feel her breathing so he pulled back until he heard her gasp.

 Willow got to her feet then turned around and put her hands against the shower wall, pushing her ass back. She rubbed him up and down her crack a few times. Dan grabbed her hips and Willow sighed. She was surprisingly tight and he couldn't get over how amazing she felt.

Willow was moaning loudly and bearing down with her joyous cries she was loving every second. He could not exploit her vulnerable mental state, but knew that rejection was beyond her capacity to tolerate. So he continued to caress her and gently show her that she was precious and respected.

The feeling of real love was enough to set her body into what seemed like multiple waves of ecstasy. Somehow Dan had found an amazing tool of therapy for this sexually abused woman.

He pulled her back to stand upright. This sensation and her cries of joy triggered him. For good measure he gave her neck a gentle kiss and felt her trigger off again.

He held her exhausted body suspended between his arm circling her chest and his other arm around her hip. She leaned back against his chest and her breath came out in deep gasps.

Once their breathing had returned to normal Dan set her feet back on the floor. He looked at her and said "We need to talk about what you said about the doctor. I need to hear the whole story, but later." He tenderly washed between her legs. Then he shampooed and conditioned her hair once more. God he loved running his fingers through her hair and from the way she moaned and purred he knew she loved it too. He washed his hair, rinsed off, and turned the water off. They stepped out and dried off with their thick towels together. He replaced her bandages once more with dry ones. They padded into his bedroom and Dan remembered her clothes should be ready in the dryer. He quickly collected them and brought them back to her. He inspected the garments and saw the jeans were largely undamaged though there were some grease stains on the lower legs he suspected came from riding the motorcycle. Her shirt had a tear where the branch had pierced her shoulder. He could probably fix it but it wouldn't be pretty. He flipped it over and for the first time noticed the faded word across the back. It said 'Bitch'. He frowned. That asshole probably made her wear it. He wouldn't let her wear this again. He ripped it in two between his hands. He looked up and saw Willow staring at him wide eyed.

"Sorry, the shirt had a word on it that doesn't belong on you. You won't be wearing clothes like that with me. You deserve better," he said.

She smiled shyly at him. He saw she was struggling to get the bikini top on. Now that he was an 'expert' he showed her how to tie the lower string first under her tits (while struggling to keep his hands off of them), spin the knot around to the back, and pull the cups up, tying the top strings behind her neck.

With his hands behind her neck, feeling her damp but now much smoother hair caressing his hands he saw she was looking into his eyes. He leaned forward and kissed her lips tenderly. He just wanted to feel her amazing lips on his as her kiss was so sweet. Willow's eyes closed and she swayed a little when he pulled back. His heart hurt she was so lovely. How anyone could hurt someone so beautiful was beyond him. He pulled her into a hug and squeezed her body against his, wanting to protect her with his strength and relishing the intimacy. Her arms wrapped around his chest and he felt her shiver. He pulled back and looked at her questioningly. He saw tears sliding down her cheeks.

"What's wrong?" he asked gently.

"I've never felt like this before," she whispered and hiccupped. "I feel so safe in your arms." She clung to him and pressed her face against his neck. He squeezed her to him again, feeling her tremble against him. They stood like that for a while. Once her trembling calmed he stepped back and gave her a smile which she returned. Her eyes glowed and she seemed as relaxed as he'd ever seen her.

Chapter 3

Dan gave Willow a tour of the 'log cabin' which was more accurately described as a log mansion. He was rather proud of the building as it showcased his engineering expertise. The building was all on one level and followed the natural contours of the hillside in a serpentine curve with a magnificent view of the surrounding mountains, or in this case the blizzard which continued to rage into its second day. Under the gleaming hardwood flooring the entire structure was built on a poured concrete base with in-floor heating courtesy of a complex network of piping linked to the hot springs and an even more complex computer control system. The power needed to support the electronics and the rest of the house was fed by a huge series of batteries stored in an underground bunker built into the hillside. This array was on a constant trickle feed from multiple sources. Wind turbines, solar panels, geothermal, and even a small hydro turbine generator tapping into an underground river they discovered during construction. All said, they had energy to spare.

Beyond the amazing array of technology he'd built into the mansion the building contained all the comforts you could ask for. There was a huge living room with a large stone fireplace surrounded by deep comfy couches and facing a panoramic view of the mountainside. A large deck started on the northern side of the house and wrapped around to the western side to create a huge, two level socializing area in front of the living and dining room windows. Behind the living room built into the mountain was a large home theatre with stadium seating for twelve, three rows of four comfy recliners. Next to the living room was a large dining room with a massive polished slab of shiny hardwood for a table and seating for twelve. The next room was the kitchen which Willow was familiar with. There was an enormous pantry off the kitchen and a second door which led to the communications/control center for the house which doubled as a safe room. The table in the kitchen sat six and there was a deck accessible by a door next to the table. Exiting from the other side of the kitchen was a corridor which had the laundry room on one side, a utility room on the other, and continued on to the five big guest bedrooms each having a small seating area and a dedicated full washroom. The final bedroom was the master which had an enormous washroom suite, a walk-in closet, and a decent sized office. On the uphill side of the building at this point was the garage, a concrete and steel bunker built right into the mountainside. It was deep and wide enough for eight vehicles and at its far end was a complete metal and wood working workshop with all the required tools for maintaining the house. The roof deck of the garage was the home for communication dishes, a large greenhouse with a pool area again heated by the hot spring. There was interior access to the pool area by a spiral staircase in the garage.

When Dan led Willow back to the kitchen she was looking a little overwhelmed.

"So... you're rich?" she asked quietly.

"Rich?" he replied in surprise. Then he smiled and said "I designed and built the home but it's not mine. I just live in it during the winter months when no one else is here. The home is owned by the Noskov family from Russia. They are... incredibly rich, and generous. I was unofficially adopted by the Noskov's when I... helped get them out of a hot zone in Iraq during the war. They let me build them this house and I get to live in it. They also set me up with a... trust fund I guess you'd call it. When I need something I can tap into it. I don't think I'm rich but I'm pretty comfortable. I mean I have my engineering degree and the stuff I learned building this house has set me up in a very lucrative business of designing custom energy systems for people wanting to live off the grid. I have patents pending on several of the components and their designs. There is also a waiting list of customers wanting me to design for their specific environments. I can do most of that right from here. All that brings in a good income... huh, maybe I am rich or at least have the potential to be!" he smiled at the delight in Willow's eyes.

Dan busied himself making some herbal tea. It still wasn't time for dinner yet but a snack would be good. He wanted to ensure Willow started taking in the calories she needed to get back to a healthy weight. He dropped some bread slices in the toaster and pulled out the peanut butter. He poured the tea and sweetened it for Willow. He spread the peanut butter on toast watching it melt. Then he stopped. Dan was pissed at himself again but he kept that anger inside so he wouldn't spook Willow. He just made an assumption that might have been really bad for her. "Willow, are you allergic to anything? Like nuts?" he asked.

"I don't think so," she replied.

"Have you eaten peanut butter before? Do you like it?" Dan asked.

"Yes, I love peanut butter but I've never had it on toast," she said.

Dan shook off the tremble that crept up his back. He needed to know more about her to prevent something like this from happening again. He saw the notepad was still on the table. He carried the herbal teas to the table then brought Willow her peanut butter toast.

She looked at him when she saw he didn't have any toast in front of him.

"You need the calories. I'll wait for dinner," he said with a smile.

Willow carefully picked up her toast and took a small bite. When the warm peanut butter hit her tongue a broad smile spread across her face. "I LOVE peanut butter toast!" she gushed. She took a few more bites.

He grinned at her delight and picked up the notepad. After a sip of his tea he looked at Willow and asked "I hope you don't mind but I'd like to see how much more of your history we can fill in." She continued to munch on the toast and sip at the tea but gave him a nod.

"Do you recall the name of the man Percy, uh, took you from?" He still felt weird saying that.

"Herman Denk. He was a doctor. He gave me my new tits and fixed me so I couldn't make babies or have a period." she said.

Dan's stomach clenched. She said it like it was nothing but Dan was grateful to Percy for having killed the bastard who butchered Willow for his own needs and enjoyment. He took a deep breath and wrote down the Doctor's name and the approximate year he died. "Do you recall how long you lived with Herman? How many winters or summers?" he asked her next.

Willow looked confused then sad. "Herman lived in Las Vegas and I stayed inside in my room most of the time when he wasn't taking me out to parties. I don't remember how long that was but I think I stayed with him the longest. Before we moved to Las Vegas we were in Florida. That's where he poisoned and killed Officer Warren Greggs and took me from him. Officer Greggs used his handcuffs on me a lot and beat me because I wasn't worthy of having sex with him. That's where these scars came from." She showed him the rough white ridges encircling both of her wrists. Obviously the cuffs had done some serious damage to her skin at that time as the scar tissue was extensive. "He kept me chained in a room in his basement. When I got sick Officer Greggs brought Herman to fix me. We moved to Las Vegas after Officer Greggs was dead."

Dan was feeling a little queasy but while Willow was feeling talkative he'd get the information from her. As long as he had names and knew they had died he could find their obituaries and work out a timeline from that. He jotted down some notes and nodded at Willow to continue.

"Madam Tallia was my Mistress before Officer Greggs took me from her. She lived in a big old house in Georgia. She was angry a lot. She had been hurt in a car accident and she lost her eye. She wore a fancy eye patch but her mouth was so cruel. She told me I looked just like the bitch who destroyed her beauty. She would tie me up and burn my arms and legs with her cigarettes." Willow pointed out a few of the older circular scars running up her arms. "She told me that she was saving my face for later. I was always terrified that she was going to burn my face. Officer Greggs was at one of her parties. He found me tied up in my bedroom and put me in the trunk of his car. He told me he burned Mistress Tallia's house down with her inside."

Willow took a long sip of her tea to moisten her throat as she was unaccustomed to talking for so long.

"Mistress Tallia got me from Mr. Bill who brought me to one of her parties. Mistress Tallia called him Buffalo Bill because she said he was from that 'miserable place'. She told me that she wasn't going to give me back to Mr. Bill. She told me she gave him poisoned heroin so he wouldn't come back to get me the morning after the party and he didn't so I guess he's dead. When I was with Mr. Bill we moved around a lot and we lived out of his car. I don't remember his last name. Sometimes he gave me drugs and I would forget things. He loaned me out to people who gave him drugs and took me to lots of sex parties. I think Mr. Bill bought me from my mom's boyfriend when she died." Willow's voice ran out at that point. It was the longest Dan had ever heard her speak and while the subject matter was horrific to him, he was so glad that he got her story. He could work with this.

"Do you remember your mom's name?" he asked gently. She thought about it then shook her head sadly.

"Do you remember how old you were when your mom died?" he asked.

Willow sat quietly for a minute thinking. "I remember... a tenth birthday party. I think it was shortly after that when some men came to the house looking for mom's boyfriend. I was playing outside but I heard them yelling 'where is he'. When they left I went inside and she was dead. When her boyfriend got home he took me with him in the car and we drove away. He met Mr. Bill at a truck stop on the highway and sold me to him."

Dan sat looking at Willow. He couldn't breathe. His chest felt tight. Her mother was murdered when she was 10 and she was immediately sold off into the sex trade and slavery? How could that not screw you up? He opened his arms and Willow was immediately curled up on his lap and in his arms. They sat like that for quite a while, just holding each other and rocking gently. It gave Dan time to think.

Dan felt completely inadequate for the task of healing Willow. He knew he could love her and was surprised that he was already starting to feel that way towards her. He reminded himself that they'd only met the day before and there'd been a lot of intense emotion involved in that short time. Before he started throwing words like love around he needed to get some perspective. Difficult to get when her soft body was clinging to him.

Based on her account she'd been held captive by five people and had been raped and tortured multiple times by them and raped by many others starting from a very early age. Now she was with him. Was she better off? He'd already had sex with her, multiple times in the very short time he'd known her. And he'd killed for her as they had. He was willing to grant that in his case at least it really had been kill or be killed and her life was at risk at the time. That said it was easy for him to see how similar he was to previous 'masters'. God, his skin crawled when he thought of himself in those terms. Maybe that was the difference? He didn't want to be her master. He wanted her to be a whole person. He wasn't sure that was going to be possible considering her past. But he knew he would do what he could to help her regain as much as she could. He felt so protective of her! He wasn't clear where that came from but it certainly didn't seem harmful to her so he felt okay about letting her see that.

The first thing he could do to help her was get her identity back. With the information he had an investigator should be able to connect the dots to get back to the start. Then he could get her birth certificate, then a passport, an identity. Maybe it was just his paranoia but he wanted a discreet investigation. There had been at least one police officer involved in her abduction and Percy's gang was not going to be too friendly to someone who killed one of their members. He was again over his head but he knew someone that could help.

"I could stay here all day holding you but I need to make a call and send a note. I have to report Percy's death to the police or things could get messy. And I have to contact Andrei Noskov, the man who owns this house, to ask a favor. I thought we'd cook up a frozen pizza for dinner tonight. Can I ask you to go to the walk-in freezer in the garage and pick one out? They're on the rack to the left and there should be a supreme on top but any will do." She stood and headed off to the garage.

Dan walked into the communications room and checked the signal strength. The storm seemed to be winding down but it still had the potential for affecting the line of sight antenna. He'd prefer not to use the satellite phone to contact the police as he wasn't sure how long he'd be on the line. He used the PC to dial up the nearest state police station and waited for someone to answer. He heard some weird stuttering on the line so he knew his connection was fairly weak. When someone finally answered he asked for Officer Benson or Officer Duncan as he'd met them and his instincts said they were okay. Not the best gauge but it was what he had. Benson was gone for the day but Duncan was just coming on shift so Dan was put through to his desk.

"Officer Duncan." He sounded tired.

"Hello, my name's Dan Bishop. I live at the Noskov Estate off Mountain Road 23 up on Peacemill Peak. I need to report a traffic accident, a shooting, and a fatality."

"Sorry, Mr. Bishop, this seems to be a bad line. Did you say a fatality?" Officer Duncan asked.

"Yes, a fatality. Sorry about the poor connection. The line of sight towers up here on the mountain are having some trouble with the storm."

"Can you give me the details before we lose our connection?" the officer asked. The connection must have sounded worse on his end.

"Sure. I was driving back to the house yesterday when that storm hit. I was just about back to the house when I noticed someone hung up on one of the trees hanging over the edge of the cliff. I stopped and went to see if I could help. There was a trike motorcycle on a ledge 50 feet down and a badly injured man. He'd gone through the guardrail. I tried to climb up to the woman stuck in the tree but the man woke up and started shooting at us. He shot at me and then he hit the woman twice. Once in the arm and once on the side of her helmet. I had to drop the broken guardrail on him to stop him from shooting her. He fell to the bottom of the gorge with his motorcycle. He's dead. Did you get all that?"

There was silence for a bit and Dan thought he'd lost the connection when Officer Duncan's voice came back on. "Yeah, I got it. Is there any access to that gorge?"

"I don't think so. It's very narrow and the river in it is pretty wild most of the year. I have a buddy with a Sikorsky cargo helicopter that might be able to lower someone with a line from above but it would be a long hairy ride down. Anyway, I can send you the GPS coordinates. I had the entire area mapped when we were building this place."

"What about the woman?" Officer Duncan asked.

"I got her back to the house before she froze to death and patched her wounds which appear to be pretty minor. She's suffering from malnutrition and her weight is very low. She may have some memory loss as she has been unable to recall her name. She did remember the name of the man she was with. Percy Jackson. From the marking I saw on his jacket I think he may have been a member of a motorcycle gang, maybe the Blood Brothers. I have no idea what he was doing trying to drive his bike up this mountain road in a snow storm. Makes no sense to me."

"Damn, that complicates things considerably. The Feds are going to want in on this. When can you come in for a statement?" the officer asked.

"In about four months," Dan replied.

"What?" came the shocked reply.

"Sorry, but the mountain road is closed for the season. It will remain blocked with snow until the spring. We're completely snowed in. I can get extra supplies air dropped in but us getting out is up to Mother Nature," he explained.

"OK, but I can reach you at this number?"

"As long as the storms aren't interfering with the connection, yes," Dan answered.

"Thank you Mr. Bishop. I'll be contacting you once I find out how the Feds want to handle this."

After signing off Dan looked over to see Willow standing in the doorway watching him. He gave her a smile which she returned. "I just have to send a note to Andrei to fill him in. Can you come over here a minute?"

She approached him and sat on his lap when he indicated he wanted her to sit. He turned on the webcam on the PC and they posed for a quick snapshot. Then he asked her to look into the camera and took a close up of just her face.

"I'm going to send these along to Andrei. The family is going to be very curious about you and Andrei will need the close up for his investigator. I'm going to ask him to have them do some discreet searches based on the information you gave me. One thing you should know, as Andrei is a Russian national, all of my communications with him are very likely monitored by Homeland Security. I'm not worried about it but I just wanted you to know as well. Okay?" he asked.

Willow nodded at him with wide eyes. He just smiled at her with wonder at how good she made him feel. He gently pulled her face down to his and kissed her tenderly. She moaned a little and hugged him fiercely. After he returned her hug he had her stand again so he could prepare the email for Andrei. Willow sat on the floor beside his chair and rested her head on his thigh. He was going to protest but she looked so content he turned back to the keyboard. Once he had described the events of the past two days (omitting the racy bits) and included the chronology he'd gotten from Willow he completed the note to Andrei, attached the images and sent it off. He turned back to Willow and ran his fingers through her hair. He felt her purr in pleasure at his touch. He tucked a tablet PC under his arm, helped lift Willow to her feet then they walked back into the kitchen. Dan started the oven, slid the pizza inside, and set the timer. Dan took her hand and they walked into the living room. They sat together on one of the sofas and snuggled under a blanket while they waited for the pizza.

"Speaking of comfortable..." he smiled and continued "I think we'd better order you some clothes and other items you may need."

Willow looked out the window at the continuing blizzard and back at him. "How?" was all she could say.

Dan smiled at her and pulled a tablet PC from under the blanket. "Through the magic of the Internet!" he said with a flourish. All he got for his theatrics was a puzzled expression. "Okay, I'll let you in on the secret. We order stuff and get it delivered to my buddy Wally's place. Then he delivers it by air drop in the meadow just past the small forest to the east of the house. Wally's a pilot and enjoys the challenge of precision payload delivery. I'll set up the target and he drops the delivery bundle on it. If he's within 3 feet of the target I owe him a beer. If not, he owes me one."

Willow was still looking at him like he was a little nuts so he just flipped on the tablet and proceeded to load up the webpage for an online clothing retailer. First he had to figure out her size. He found the help page and saw how he needed to determine her measurements.

He gave Willow the tablet and rushed off to the workshop where he grabbed a cloth tape measure. Granted it had a one hundred foot spool and was used for more industrial purposes but it would work. He grabbed the pencil and pad on the way back to Willow and asked her to stand. Using the tape measure he recorded her measurements on the pad and Willow had a good giggle at how flustered Dan got when he had to measure her for a bra.

Now that he had the details out of the way Dan took Willow through the webpages where she could see the clothes. Dan watched her face to see if she liked any of the clothes but when she didn't react to any of them he started to suspect she didn't realize what they were doing.

"Willow, do you understand I want to buy you some clothes? Have you ever gone shopping for clothes?" he asked.

She glanced at him and shook her head.

"So people just brought you clothes and you wore them whether you liked them or not?" he asked.

She nodded but had a puzzled look on her face.

"OK, I'd like you to try imagining yourself in one of the outfits you see on this page and let me know which one you think might look good on you and be nice to have."

Willow looked at the models on the page and turned her eyes back to him. "Which ones do you like?" she asked.

That stopped him short. He realized that she couldn't make this kind of decision. She'd been basically a living dress up doll for quite possibly most of her life and only wore clothes at the whim of her 'masters' to please them.

Well, he wasn't going to make her feel bad about it now. He turned his eyes back to the page and studied what the models were wearing. He finally clued in that he had no idea how to dress a woman. Guys were easy; undershirt, shirt, underwear, pants, socks and you're done. Mixing and matching? Please. He needed help. Female help.

He heard a chirping and realized he had an incoming call on the PC. He got up again and hustled into the communications room. Willow was right behind him. He sat and she sunk to kneel next to his chair. He suppressed his annoyance as her reaction might just be an automatic reaction for her. He'd talk to her about it later. Dan answered the call and Kira Noskov's face appeared on the screen. At her elbow was her youngest daughter, Katya. The picture was choppy as the signal was weak but that didn't diminish the brilliance of the woman's smile as she greeted him.

"Hello Daniel! We received your message and I wanted to call you immediately to congratulate you two! You make a beautiful couple! I've been telling you for years to find yourself a woman. You've finally taken my advice!" she laughed.

Dan realized that Kira read more into the photo he'd sent of Willow sitting on his lap than he'd intended. He looked down at Willow and saw the smile on her face and knew he couldn't try to explain it now. "Thank you Kira! And hello Katya!"

"Svetlana is crying, DanDan. She is not happy," Katya said, using her pet name for him.

Kira looked pained then apologetic. "Not to worry Daniel, Svetlana has been holding onto her hero worship too long. She will grow from this and her tears will dry."

Dan's expression froze and twitched as he realized he'd fucked up again and hurt the young girl unintentionally. He knew she'd had a crush on him. They had a strong bond from what they'd gone through together. "Oh god, I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt her." His PTSD surfaced with a series of twitches.

Kira's voice grew firm, "Daniel, stop this. You are not responsible for Svetlana's happiness or tears." She turned to Katya and said something quietly to the girl who vanished out of the frame. Willow got worried at Dan's stricken expression so she stood and took his face in her hands and turned his face to hers so she could look into his eyes. He was slightly dazed but his eyes came back into focus when they were looking into the vibrant green depths of Willow's eyes. He heaved a sigh and came back to the present.

Kira witnessed the transformation with a satisfied smile on her face. There were tears in the corners of her eyes as she saw her friend pulled back from an attack. She was convinced that this young woman was just the medicine her Daniel had been missing all of these years. She didn't approve of his self-imposed solitude but he hadn't listen to her protests. She didn't know anything else about this woman but she was good for him, this much she knew.

Svetlana appeared in the picture and took in the shaken expression on Dan's face and the beautiful woman holding him. Her jealousy flared terribly to see another woman touching Dan. She'd vowed she'd marry him so many years ago when he'd saved her and her family. But she couldn't bear the thought that she'd caused him pain. Above all else she knew the scars he carried from that day and how long he'd struggled with them.

"Da, Daniel! I am so pleased to see you looking well! Please know that I am well and happy for you! Do not worry about me! I have many friends here and many boyfriends- I mean many who would like to be my boyfriend!" she corrected herself before her mother could protest. She looked at the annoyed expression on her mother's face then gave Daniel one more forced smile and left the picture."

Kira came back into the picture. "If there is anything we can do Daniel please let us know."

Dan pulled himself together and looked at Willow with gratitude. "First off, I'd like to introduce you officially to Willow."

Willow smiled uncertainly at the screen but Kira graciously took the conversation from there. "Hello Willow! My name is Kira. I am so pleased to meet you!"

Uncertain what to do as she'd never spoken to anyone over a computer before much less been allowed to speak without permission Willow just nodded her head towards the screen. Dan rubbed her back and felt her jump slightly at his touch then she climbed up and snuggled on his lap.

Dan was uncomfortable with such a display in front of Kira but couldn't scold her for the damage that might do. Kira seemed to be enjoying his blush as she wore a big grin on her face. Then he thought of something. "There is one thing I would like to ask of you actually. I have no clothes for Willow here at the house and we're snowed in. I was going to order some online and have Wally airdrop them but I have no idea what to order. I've never had to buy women's clothes before and Willow hasn't ever chosen her own clothes. If I gave you the credentials for my online account could I ask you to shop for the clothes she'll need for the next 4 months?"

"That I can do! Send me her measurements and I will place the order," Kira said with a smile.

"Thank you so much! Please speak to Svetlana for me! You know I think the world of her, and Irina and Katya! I would never do anything to hurt them!" he blurted and glanced awkwardly at the blond curled on his lap.

Kira made placating gestures. "They know you do and they all love you for it. Some a little too strongly. Not to worry Daniel. Because they love you they understand. I will speak with you soon as will Andrei. Goodbye, Willow!" and she disconnected.

To Be Continued in part 4, based on a post by BurntRedstone for Literotica

#story #audio #podcast #sensuality #coupling #romance #mating #connected

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Somewhere over the rainbow

Somewhere over the rainbow

Prédication par Andrew Rossiter à Castelmoron le 18 février 2024 Gen 9.8-17, 1 Pierre 3.18-22

Song: «Somewhere over the Rainbow» est une chanson écrite par Yip Harburg en 1939 pour le film «Le Magicien d’Oz (The Wizard of Oz)». Elle a été chanté par Judy Garland qui jouait le role de Dorothy, une jeune femme qui est emportée par une tornade dans le pays d’Oz, où elle aide les habitants de se débarrasser d’une méchante sorcière et d’un magicien factice.

Yip Harburg ignorait ce que son peuple vivait en Allemagne, ce qui donne une autre dimension poignante à cette chanson. La mélodie plaintive et les paroles simples de la chanson racontent le désir de s'échapper du «désordre sans espoir» de ce monde vers un nouveau monde plein de couleurs «par-delà l'arc-en-ciel» (over the rainbow). C’est comme s’il existe un lieu quelque part où «les soucis fondent comme des bonbons au citron». Mais nous savons que la réalité de notre existence ne fonctionne pas comme ça. 

Néanmoins l’Arc en Ciel est un symbole puissant d’espérance et de promesse. Qui n’a pas été captivé par ces bandes de couleur qui apparaissent dans le ciel? Qui n’a pas arrêter la voiture pour le prendre en photo?

Mais nous savons aujourd’hui qu’un arc-en-ciel est causé par la réfraction de la lumière à travers les gouttelettes d'eau, ce qui rend visible dans le ciel toute la gamme de couleurs de la lumière. Le monde antique ne le savait pas. L'arc-en-ciel était un phénomène naturel magnifique qu'ils ne pouvaient pas expliquer... et il est donc devenu un symbole mystique qui était pour les uns promesse de paix et pour les autres l’annonce de la guerre.

Je me souviens qu’à l’école nous avons lu l'Épopée de Gilgamesh. Comme mes camarades de classe, j'ai grogné, c’était long, ancien et sûrement répétitif, je me suis dit. Mais au fur et à mesure que le récit se déroulait, j'ai été intrigué par cette histoire ancienne et j’étais émerveillé de voir à quel point elle recoupait les récits que j'avais appris à l'école du dimanche dans la Bible. L'histoire de Noé, en particulier, m'a fait comprendre que les histoires de l'Ancien Testament n'étaient pas seulement des histoires, mais la révélation d'une vision de l’activité de Dieu dans le monde. Et, plus tard, en comparant les deux textes j’ai vu a une différence que je n’avais pas remarqué avant.

L’arc en ciel dans le récit de Genèse est un signe de l’amour et de la fidélité de Dieu. Ce signe établit une alliance, la première alliance entre l’humanité et Dieu. Dieu s’engage à ne plus jamais détruire sa création et l’arc en ciel devient une assurance que le monde ne sera plus frappé par les catastrophes de «l’acte de Dieu». En plus, l’arc en ciel est un rappel pour Dieu (le noeud dans son mouchoir) que Dieu respectera la totale liberté de sa création. Plus jamais Dieu n’interviendra en colère contre le mal et la méchanceté des humains. Dieu travaillera avec l’humanité dans une relation de la création en continu.

L’arc en ciel de l’Épopée de Gilgamesh est un signe de la guerre, c’est l’arc du soldat accroché dans le ciel, toujours à la portée de la main.

Cette différence me semble être fondamentale à notre vision du monde. Comment comprenons-nous le monde? Quel est notre role dans son devenir? Quel sont nos marges de manoeuvre pour mener à bien ce qui est juste et bon? Comment avons-nous permis la destruction des millions de juifs ou le massacre des Tutsi au nom du « nettoyage ethnique »?

Ce qui est pertinent pour nous c’est relation avec la planète. L’arc en ciel de la Bible est un signe universel de promesse de non-destruction par Dieu, mais les humains sont bien plus capable à faire ce que Dieu s’interdit à faire. Nous allons pouvoir réfléchir plus profondément à ces questions en avançant dans notre projet de «l’Eglise Verte». La première réunion est programmée pour mercredi prochain à 10h00 au temple de Villeneuve. Ce sera l’occasion de commencer notre diagnostique et de nous inscrire dans le réseau de l’Eglise Verte.

Notre monde est souvent divisé entre ces deux interprétations de l’arc en ciel. Certains cherchent des signes pour nous dire comment agir, des signes qui révèlent ce qui est bon et ce qui est mauvais, ceux qui ont raison et ceux qui ont tort. Ils prétendent que ces signes sont lisibles dans des événements de tous les jours: élections, émissions de télévision, événements naturels, etc... Et ces signes semblent nous déclarer que nous sommes des justes et que quelqu'un d'autre est impie. C’est dans ces moments que l’arc en ciel déclare la guerre. Nous avons raison, nous sommes forts, nous allons conquérir ce qui n'est pas comme nous.

Pourtant dans les jours qui ont suivi le déluge, Dieu a offert à Noé un signe divin qui n’était pas un appel à la guerre. En fait, c'était exactement le contraire. C'était un appel à la paix et à l'harmonie. C'était un appel à mettre de côté les querelles et les souffrances. C'était un appel à vivre plutôt qu'à conquérir. C'était un appel à exister en relation les uns avec les autres et le tout avec Dieu, plutôt qu'à détruire.

Le déluge de la Bible est bien plus que seulement une réaction contre la déchéance et le mal, c’est une création à nouveau. Car la destruction, bien sûr, n'est pas totale. Dieu n'efface pas entièrement la création pour ensuite s'en aller. Le déluge est en fait le moyen de recréer la terre. Dieu purifie la terre et la relation entre Dieu et la terre recommencent. 

En revenant au premier chapitre de la Genèse des parallels sont perceptibles entre ces deux récits:

Ce que Dieu avait déclaré bon à plusieurs reprises dans le premier chapitre, est maintenant qualifié de mauvais et pourrie.

La séparation et le rassemblement des eaux sont d'abord défaits puis refaits.

Le commandement de Dieu «soyez féconds et multipliez» est répété trois fois après le déluge.

Le fait que les humains sont créés à l'image de Dieu est aussi souligné.

Ainsi, toute la création se voit offrir un nouveau départ, une nouvelle occasion de vivre dans l'harmonie voulue par Dieu. Notez cependant que ce nouveau départ est dans la continuation, Dieu ne crée pas de nouveaux êtres, mais recommence avec un reste des êtres créés au début. Ce recommencement est scellé d’une alliance qui est voulue uniquement par Dieu. Dieu ne demande rien ni à la création, ni à ses créatures. Cette alliance n’est pas un contrat: si tu fais ceci, je ferai cela… Dieu est conscient que le cœur humain désire faire du mal et le déluge n’a pas purifié le cœur. Malgré ceci Dieu entre librement dans son alliance.

Le signe de cette alliance, l'arc de Dieu dans les nuages, est précisément un arc de combat. Mais Dieu a raccroché son arc, Dieu s'est retiré de la bataille. Cet arc dans les nuages est le signe de la promesse de Dieu que, quoi qu'il arrive, Dieu cherche à nous restaurer. La destruction n'est pas à l'ordre du jour. Et cet arc restera pour tous les temps. Un signe que Dieu nous cherchera et nous cherchera, malgré ou peut-être à cause de, la connaissance qu'il a de chaque péché, de chaque chagrin et de chaque honte qui voile notre vision de la réalité de Dieu. Quoi qu'il y existe dans nos cœurs et dans la création qui nous empêchent d’entrer dans la plénitude de la vie de Dieu, Dieu ne renoncera pas à nous aimer pour nous restaurer.

Donc c’est bien « Over the rainbow » mais pas « somewhere » (quelque part), car la promesse est bien contenue dans les projets de Dieu.

#rainbow #promesse #nouvelle création