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writer-rubes · 1 month ago

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Rodger and Toodles in…

The Case of the Stolen Gift

Summary: Rodger takes a case to help Scraps find her lost birthday present, and Toodles tries her best to help.

A/N: Yep. I fell into Dandy’s World. It was bound to happen with my friend group and how cute the game is uwu But I’m testing out the fics here to see how people like them! Though this fic isn’t centered on tickles, there is a little bit of them! Besides, this idea was just cute-

The rules still apply, no minors interact with this please. Though these are childlike ideas, and would fit fine in a children’s program, as these are cartoons, without confirmed ages, I still prefer no minors. Thank you.

Anywhosums, hope you enjoy!

CW: Fluff, interrogation, bits of Lee!Glisten, Ler!Toodles, and Lee!Rodger mentions, Father-daughter fluff

(NO SHIPS!)

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Rodger let out a little sigh as he worked on papers in his room. He loved investigating and solving mysteries, but it was the field work he loved the most. He was practical, smart, and straight-forward, but he loved exploring, gathering information, and getting his hands dirty. Then again, there was a sense of calm to doing paperwork…

“Rodger!”

And it was ruined.

Rodger jumped slightly, a few of the papers on his desk slipping to the floor. The toon who burst into his room screaming was Scraps. A toon he was alright with. She was kind, yet feisty. Which made sense, as she was an origami cat. Rodger picked up the papers that fell to the ground.

“Scraps, I am a little busy…” He groaned.

“I know, Rodger… but I need your help!” Scraps cried. “You know how my brother Goob’s birthday is tomorrow?”

Rodger nodded. “Yes, I already have my gift ready for him. It’s a new painting smock for him that fully covers his arms. I know how hard it is for him to clean them sometimes.”

“You might have your gift, but that’s why I’m here! Mine was stolen!” Scraps exclaimed.

Now that got Rodger’s attention.

“What?” He properly looked at Scraps, and grabbed his notepad.

“It was awful!” Scraps whined, her pink ears flattening. “I had it hidden under my bed, and it took forever to get my present right!” Rodger nodded, writing it down, his eye meeting her eyes.

“I’m sure you’re distraught, Scraps. Tell me what happened.” He said, holding his notepad below his magnifying glass head.

“Well…” Scraps started. “Last night, I finished wrapping it while Goob was hanging out with Teagan. I hid it under my bed, and covered it with a towel to make sure my brother didn’t see it.”

Rodger nodded and wrote along as Scraps continued.

“I checked to make sure it was still there before I went to bed. And after I woke up the next morning. Then, Flutter called me over to help her make a cover for a book of poetry she was writing. Of course I was happy to help. But when I got back and checked under my bed again, it was gone!”

Rodger finished writing all of that down, and nodded again.

“I see… And what did you get for him?” Scraps whispered her present for Goob to him, and he nodded. “Well, not to worry, Scraps. I’ll find your birthday present for Goob. And before his party, too.” He assured the paper cat.

“But his party is tomorrow!” Scraps cried. “It’ll be really hard to find it in time!”

“I’ve always loved a challenge, Scraps.” Rodger chuckled as he escorted Scraps out of his room. He left as well, but not before grabbing a binder.

‘Another birthday present stolen.’ Rodger thought. ‘That’s the fourth one in two months. One for Sprout’s birthday, Tisha’s, and Poppy’s… There’s clearly a pattern. But what would anyone gain from stealing birthday presents? Other than making other Toons feel like awful friends?’

As Rodger pondered, he didn’t notice a little eight ball walking down the hall. But she noticed him. She knew that look in his eye… He had taken a new case! This was her chance!

“Hi, Rodger!” She cried.

Rodger yelped again, sighing. What was it with people startling him today? Thankfully, he didn’t drop anything.

“Well, if it isn’t the junior detective.” Rodger calmed down when he realized it was Toodles.

Rodger had always had an interesting bond with Toodles. He was created long before her, as Toodles was one of the last of the Toons created. She bonded with him immediately, much to his chagrin. But he quickly felt a strong attachment to her. Like she was his own…

‘No need to dwell on that, Rodger…’ The detective thought.

“You’re doing another case, aren’t you? Can I help this time? Can I? Please?” Toodles begged, giving him puppy eyes that could put Pebble to shame.

“Put those eyes away, Toodles.” Rodger said in a gentle tone. “I think you’re ready to help me with this case.”

“Really?!” Toodles cried excitedly, rushing up to his side faster than lighting.

“But,” Rodger quickly added. “I am going to teach you and guide you. So you can learn how to be a wonderful detective. Got it?”

Toodles quickly nodded. Rodger rubbed his hand over the eight ball’s head.

“Now, suit up, little detective. We’ve got a thief to catch.”

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Rodger filled Toodles in on the case, and she was of course willing to help. She liked Scraps, and no one deserved to have gifts they worked so hard to make, or find, taken. She was happy to aid Rodger in finding the thief and getting the present back.

One thing the detectives had to consider was keeping Goob out of the room he shared with Scraps, so they could investigate the room, without spoiling his birthday surprise. Thankfully, that was easy. Poppy and Boxten invited him to play with them, so they could check for evidence without any interruption.

“Now, little detective, the key to finding evidence is to observe your surroundings, and look for anything that may indicate someone except for Goob or Scraps was here…” Rodger explained.

Toodles nodded, and got down on her hands and knees to look around the room for clues, while Rodger searched the tables, closets, and shelves. Whoever snuck into the room had to have left something to indicate their presence…

“Found something!” Toodles exclaimed.

She pulled the towel that Scraps used to hide the present from under the bed. It was a simple white towel, in order to not draw attention to it. She stood up, and handed it to Rodger.

“Well done, Toodles.” Rodger took the towel, and pet the little detective on the head, making her giggle.

Rodger inspected the towel closely, and noticed something on it. A pink, glittery dust on the fabric. It wasn’t plain glitter, there was plenty of that in the room, the craft siblings loved glitter. But it was too fine and dusty, like powder.

It was makeup. And there was only one Toon in the museum who wore that much pink makeup…

“Glisten.” Rodger muttered. “Well, little detective, we’ve got a lead.” Toodles smiled mischievously.

“Let’s go, Rodger!” She cried. Rodger nodded.

“We’ve got a mirror to question.”

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Glisten, the vain mirror Toon, was in his room, busy looking through his closet at the time. He needed a beautiful, but not too distracting, outfit for Goob’s birthday party tomorrow. Of course he still loved attention and praise for his looks, but he wasn’t going to take all of it away from Goob. It was his birthday, after all.

“No, no… Blazer jackets are so last season.” Glisten muttered to himself. “I need something that makes a statement. Something that will add a splash of color to Goob’s party- Oh, that’s it! Something colorful would be perfect!” Glisten dug through his closet. “And it will match flawlessly with the leg warmers I’ll give to him!”

Glisten then pulled out a pink shirt with a light blue gradient on the sleeves. It had flared sleeves and glitter around the collar.

“This is perfect!” He cried. “And I can wear my blue bow tomorrow to match it!”

He hung that and the shirt on a hook next to his bed. He then heard a knock on his door. He gasped, and pulled out a compact mirror to check if his makeup was messy. Thankfully, it wasn’t.

“Come in!” He called. The door opened, and Toodles entered the room.

“Toodles, darling!” Glisten smiled, and knelt down in front of her. “I’m afraid we can’t do makeovers today, I still have to go over to Razzle and Dazzle’s room to help them rehearse… And I have to look for something I lost.”

“I’m not here for makeovers, Glisten.” Toodles said in a serious voice, as Rodger entered the room behind her.

“We need some answers.” Rodger added. Glisten’s eyes widened, and he stood up, dusting himself off.

“Rodger!” He cried, taking a breath. “I wasn’t expecting to see you today! I thought you were getting ready for Goob’s party, like everyone else!”

“I am, in my own way.” Rodger said. “Scraps is missing her birthday present for her brother, and we found your makeup on the towel she hid it with.” He let out a little growl. “Why were you in their room?”

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Glisten backed up until he bumped into his bed. He leaned against it, nervous at Rodger and Toodles staring him down. He loved to be stared at, but not like this…

“Glisten, we can either do this the easy way, or the hard way.” Rodger sternly spoke. “Boxten did happen to give me a way to make you talk after all.” Toodles smirked as he said that.

“I really wanna know if he’s right!” Toodles added.

Glisten gulped. He was backed in a corner… but he couldn’t let them find out why he was in the craft siblings’ room.

“Look, even if I wanted to tell you, I can’t…” He begged. “It wouldn’t be right of me to spoil it!”

“It also wouldn’t be right to steal a birthday present.” Rodger retorted. Glisten gasped.

“You think I stole it?” The vain mirror cried. “I would never do that to her! I may be self centered, but I’m not cruel!”

Rodger glared, but his eyes closed, and he took a deep breath.

“Fine. Then we’re doing this the hard way.” He said calmly. “Go on, Toodles.”

“Yay!” The eight ball grabbed onto Glisten, and clung to his midsection like a koala. Glisten yelped, and fell backwards onto the bed, being careful not to hurt her.

“H-hey!” The mirror cried. “What are you doing?!”

He tried to pull her off without harming her by mistake, but the girl had a really strong grip. Glisten then yelped again when he felt Toodles’ hands scribble up and down his sides and back, and rubbing where her nose would be over his stomach. Glisten tried not to react, but since he was really ticklish, he really couldn’t, and he burst out laughing.

“L-let go of me! That tickles!” Glisten laughed, as he tried not to struggle too much out of worry of hurting her, but it was very hard.

“Better get to talking then, Glisten. She can do this all day. Believe me, I know...” Rodger shivered as he watched Toodles tickle the mirror. But he had to admit, it was really entertaining to watch.

Looks like Boxten wasn’t lying.

After a minute, Glisten cracked, though not literally.

“Okay, okay! I’ll talk!” Glisten waved the white flag. Toodles was a ruthless tickler. Everyone who was friends with her could vouch for that.

“Alright, little detective, that’s enough. Let him go.” Rodger said. Toodles nodded, and mostly got off of Glisten. She still sat on his knees, however.

“If you hold back details, I’ll tickle you again!” She giggled mischievously.

“I won’t, I promise!” Glisten gulped. He knew Toodles wasn’t the type to go back on her word.

Rodger grabbed a chair, and sat down in front of the bed. He held up his notepad, his eye narrowing.

“Look…” Glisten began. “I did take Scraps’ present from under her bed. Gigi told me that Scraps couldn’t get her present wrapped correctly, so I went to retrieve it while she was busy. I did it so I could wrap it properly, and make it as beautiful as the gift I wrapped.” His eyes widened when Rodger glared at him.

“But I was going to give it back! I don’t have it anymore, I swear!” The mirror cried. “I ran out of glitter, so I went get some more from the art cabinet! But when I came back, it was gone!”

“Why would Gigi tell you Scraps couldn’t wrap her gift right?” Rodger pondered. “Why would that be her business?”

I-I don’t know, I promise! I just wanted to help Scraps!” He was nervous Toodles would think that he was lying.

Rodger nodded, taking a deep breath. He finished writing everything in his notepad.

“Let him go, Toodles. We have a certain capsule to confront.” He stood up.

Toodles smiled slightly, and poked Glisten in the stomach again, making him squeak.

“We can still do makeovers after Goob’s party tomorrow, right?” Toodles asked cheerfully. Glisten nodded.

“Sure, not a problem, darling…”

Toodles giggled, and got off Glisten, following Rodger out of the room.

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Gigi was putting away a few things she had gathered in her room. Her room was a big mess, but it was her mess. At least, that was what she told Tisha. She had a bunch of junk or items she took from other Toons scattered around in various piles. It was completely organized to her.

“Let’s see… Poppy’s new soda flavors can go in the edible pile, and the limited edition candy wrappers can go in the foil pile.” The capsule muttered under her breath.

The capsule heard a knock on her door, and when she opened it, her eyes widened. She never really got along that well with Rodger, so him coming to see her with Toodles right behind him must be for a reason.

“Oh, um… Hey there, Rodger.” Gigi laughed nervously. “Care to see a few new items I got for my collection?”

“I’m not here for observing, Gigi.” Rodger said firmly. “Care to explain why you told Glisten that Scraps couldn’t wrap her gift right? Why is that your business?”

Gigi’s eyes widened. That prissy mirror told them? Oh, she had a lot of strong words for that vain, overconfident piece of glass…

“Rodger, it’s not what it sounds like, i-it really isn’t…” Gigi stuttered.

“Then what does it sound like?” Toodles cried suddenly. “Maybe it sounds like you set Glisten up to steal Scraps’ present!”

“Now, Toodles…” Rodger put a hand on her shoulder. “Let’s not jump to conclusions.” He knew Toodles was right, but he wanted Gigi to admit it herself.

Gigi took a deep breath. She opened the capsule top in her head, and pulled out a box overly covered in glitter and pink.

“Fine… it was me.” She admitted.

Gigi handed the present to Rodger, and the magnifying glass handed it to Toodles to hold. She smiled brightly, and kept it safe. She knew how special birthday presents were.

“Flutter needing Scraps to help make a book cover was the perfect way to get that present, wasn’t it?” Rodger said. “And you knew you couldn’t get in there without leaving an obvious trail, and you knew Glisten couldn’t resist dolling up Scraps’s gift, so you sent him to retrieve it, so you could get it from his room…”

Gigi nodded. “Yeah… And I knew Scraps would get the perfect present for Goob, she’s his sister.”

“I just don’t understand.” Rodger pondered. “Why did you do it? Don’t you have plenty of items for your collection? And stealing birthday presents is just… cruel.”

“I know…” Gigi sighed. “But I didn’t take it for me. I took it for Goob. Scraps knew exactly what Goob wanted, and I don’t. And I can’t give up anything from my collection due to sentimental reasons.” She looked down in shame. “I want Goob to have a wonderful birthday, so I wanted to give him a present I knew he’d like…”

“But why take someone else’s present and not give your own?” Rodger asked.

“Because…” Gigi wrapped her sweater covered arms around herself. “I want my friends to have a good birthday by giving them something they like. But I never know what to get them… So getting gifts from others to pass off as my own feels like the only way.”

“It’s not, Gigi.” Toodles piped up. “It doesn’t matter what the present is, or how valuable it is. It’s the thought that counts, and the love you put into it.” She smiled a bit. “Take the gift I made for Goob for example. It’s just a drawing of me playing with him, but I know he’ll love it! Because I worked hard and put love into it!”

Gigi thought for a moment. “Maybe you’re right.” Gigi muttered. “But even if that’s true, I still don’t know what to do for him. It’s hard to get creative.” She sighed.

“Well…” Rodger’s eye caught something in Gigi’s collection. It was a pack of glittery stickers.

“Why don’t you start small?”

He picked up the pack of stickers, and handed them to the capsule. Gigi stared at them, a little confused.

“You want me to give these to Goob?” Gigi asked. Rodger nodded.

“They’re small, thoughtful, and he’d like them.” Rodger explained. “I know you struggle to give things away since you like keeping them… But everyone can start somewhere.”

Gigi thought about it. It was true, her hoarding was becoming a problem. Tisha wouldn’t even talk to her anymore due to how messy her room was, and so many Toons were upset that she kept their stuff. Maybe this was a good idea. Good for everyone.

“Okay… I’ll try, Rodger. And… tell Scraps I’m sorry for stealing her present.”

“You can tell her that yourself at Goob’s party.” Rodger said firmly, but without ill intent. He slowly left the room, Toodles skipping behind him.

Scraps was walking down the hall, and she saw Rodger and Toodles in front of her. She walked over to them, a little nervous.

“Rodger! Toodles!” She cried. “Great to see you. Have you found my gift yet?” Toodles nodded.

“We did!” The eight ball held up the neat, glittery present box for Scraps.

Scraps let out a delighted purr, and took the present from Scraps. She took a peek inside, and her gift was still in there, and perfectly intact. She trilled happily.

“Oh, thank you!” She gave Rodger a hug, then bent down to give one to Toodles. “Thank you so much! This means so much to me!”

“All in a day’s work, Scraps.” Rodger chuckled. Toodles nodded.

“And in a junior detective’s work, too!” She piped up. Scraps laughed and rubbed Toodles’ head.

“You both did great. Now, you two better get ready for the party tomorrow. I’ll make sure Sprout and Cosmo can get you both extra cake!” Scraps then rushed back to her room.

Rodger looked down at Toodles, a gentle look in his eye.

“You did wonderful, Toodles. Finding the evidence, getting answers from Glisten, and making sure the property was returned to its owner. You’re a great little detective.”

Toodles felt a rush of excitement in her heart. She rushed to Rodger, and gave him a hug that nearly knocked the wind out of him. He chuckled, and returned it. Toodles then smirked slightly, and looked up at the magnifying glass.

“You do realize you essentially told Glisten that I tickled you all day one time, right?” She asked playfully. Rodger rolled his eye, but still was obviously cheerful.

“He doesn’t know the full story, and I intend to keep it that way.”

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The next day, Goob’s birthday party was in full swing. After he blew out his candles, and Sprout and Cosmo handed out pieces of cake, Goob went through the gifts the other Toons got for him. He loved every single one, whether they were toys, art supplies, or just cards with drawings. It was the thought that counted.

Finally, he got to Scraps’ present. He was saving it for last, as he knew his sister would give him something wonderful. His arms were a little difficult to manage sometimes. They were great for hugs… not much for opening things.

“Need help with that, Goob?” Cosmo offered. The fluffy craft shook his head.

“No, I got it!” He cried. “It’s hard to get it open without messing with the paper too much! It’s too pretty to destroy!”

Glisten chuckled. He knew helping Scraps was a good idea. Even if Gigi set him up.

Goob finally got the gift open after a minute of trying. He gasped slightly at its contents. It was a wonderfully knit pair of mittens. One was red with a blue heart on the palm, and the other was blue with a red heart on the palm. And on the back of the mittens were silhouettes of the craft siblings. Scraps got up from her chair after finishing her slice of cake to help him put them on.

“Wow, sis! I love them!” Goob cried. “They’re so warm and comfy! Perfect for winter!” He said excitedly. Scraps smiled.

“Yeah, well… they’re for more than that.” Scraps admitted. “I noticed you’re… a bit scared to give hugs to the more fragile Toons. Like Poppy and Looey for example.” She took a little breath. “So I made sure they were extra soft so you wouldn’t risk popping or harming them in any way.”

Goob was silent for a moment, before little tears formed in his eyes. He then stretched his arms to wrap around his sister’s middle, and pulled her into the tightest, warmest hug he could muster.

“I love them, I love them!” He cried in an ecstatic, overjoyed tone. “Thank you, thank you!” Scraps laughed as Goob hugged her.

“Easy, little bro!” She joked. “You’ll make my tail crumple!”

As Scraps promised, Toodles and Rodger both got an extra slice of cake for their help. Toodles was happy, but Rodger packed his extra slice for later. While everyone was mingling and playing party games, Gigi walked over to Rodger and Toodles.

“Um… I just wanted to thank you both.” Gigi said nervously. “I’m really glad Goob liked the stickers. And you’re both right… I shouldn’t take other people’s gifts just to regift and impress others. I’m sorry.”

“At least you learned your lesson.” Rodger said. “And that improvement won’t appear overnight. Just start small, like we talked about.”

“Right.” Flutter then pulled Gigi away to play a game. Toodles grinned at Rodger.

“Does this mean I’m your full-time junior detective?” Toodles asked cheerfully. Rodger chuckled.

“I think you need to help with a few more cases before you get there.”

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fluffyfeatherfun · 21 days ago

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Gigi TK headcanons!

Little headcanon exchage with @sweetsugarmittens. Hope you enjoy!

Switch, no questions ask

As a ler she lovesssss to get Connie and Flutter to gang up on their target

Type of ler that just wants you to melt into nothing but a little mess begging for mercy

She volunteers to grip onto the toon most of the time to focus on teasing them. But If she does tickle she will just steal Tisha's feather duster and wave it around their sensetive spots

Loves to go after cocky toons like Glisten and Vee to humble them up, maybe even Tisha for cleaning up her mess in her room. Actually you are not safe from them

AS A LEE THOUGH, HER ASS CAN'T STAND IT

She claims to not be ticklish only to get wrecked when some toon test it out

Receives a lot of revenge tickles my gosh

Kicks around a lot, you'll definitely need a strong toon to hold onto her

Chuckles like crazy

Worst spots? Definitely sides and the inside of her capsule

Connie is her biggest enemy/silly

(Might make more polish ones as it's gettinf late and I briefly wrote it from heart, sorry if you don't like it

#fluffy feather rambles #sfw tickling community #dandys world tickles

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chocos-universe · 7 days ago

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AAAAAAA! (I love ur fics sm‼️) could you do Lee!sprout and Ler!cosmo ? /vvnf!

Why of course you sweet anons!<3

Free Time!

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--Got some free time until the cupcakes are done--

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|Lee - Sprout -- Ler - Cosmo|

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Imagine This - Their normal skins, aprons are on, in the kitchen like you see in the little episode in the role play area or in one of the maps

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FT - Tisha, Teagan, & Toodles

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Mentioned - Rodger, Shrimpo, Rudie, Coal, Ginger, & Bobette (Limited Toons)

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Ships Included - Teacase (Teagan x Rodger, Romantic)

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"Aaaaannnndddd cupcakes are in the oven!" Sprout shut the oven door with a smile, his hands on his hips as Cosmo set the timer for 10 or 15 minutes

"Indeed they are!" Cosmo giggled, putting the cookie timer on the counter

"Phew... how much longer til' the kids get here?" Sprout asked with a smile

"Ummm... bout' an hour." Cosmo said

"Alright... we'll be shut down for a week after today so the limited toons can come along... and-- Ooh, Tisha! Mind putting the cookies in the oven and set it for 12 minutes before going to the lobby?" Sprout called out to Tisha, who was walking by

"Or 15!" Cosmo tossed Tisha the cupcake timer

"Haha, okay!" Tisha walked over, putting the cookies in the oven, setting the timer for 12 or 15 minutes before placing it on the counter next to the stove

"Thanks Tisha!" Sprout and Cosmo called back, waving goodbye

"Bye boys! That lobby will be absolutely spotless, trust me!" Tisha marched away, her feather duster in hand

Then, Teagan, Rodger, and Toodles were walking by. Teagan and Rodger were lifting the table up to the lobby with trays and 3-tier cupcake stands. Toodles noticed them. "Hi Mr. Sprout and Mr. Cosmo!" Toodles jumped up, waving hi

"Hey, Toodles!" Cosmo waved

"Toodles, baby, can you be mommy's little helper and give the trays and cupcake stands to Mr. Cosmo and Sprout?" Teagan asked with a soft smile

Toodles grinned eagerly, grabbing the trays and stands, hopping over to the two bakers "Here you go!"

"Well, aren't you so helpful? Thank you, dear!" Sprout thanked her, picking them up and placing them near the sink.

"Good job, darling. Now follow me and Daddy to the lobby." Teagan said as Rodger began walking backward again, lifting the table as Teagan walked forward, lifting the table

"Coming! Bye, Mr. Sprout! Bye, Mr. Cosmo!" Toodles waved goodbye, running after her parents

"Phew... well, we got some time on our hands, it seems!" Said Cosmo

"Guess so! Yeesh... I'm tired out. It's been such a busy day, huh? Haven't even heard a word from the short stack."

Cosmo snorted "Haha! Oh, Sprout. Leave Shrimpo alone. He hasn't bothered anybody today, so be grateful."

"Ah... I guess you're right." Sprout leaned on the counter, crossing his arms with a chuckle.

Comso smiled before a little idea popped into his twisty mind. "Say... Sprout... you seem a little... stressed, huh?"

Sprout chuckled. "Hah, yeah. Big day today... with all the moving around?"

"True... you even got some dough on yourself."

Sprout looked confused. He thought he was clean. "I do? Where?"

"Yeah... about riiiighttt... here!" Cosmo dug his thumb into Sprout's side

"Eep-! *snort* C-Cosmohohohohoho!" Sprout squealed, his small smile from earlier growing

"Yes, berry?"

"Eheheheheek-! Dohon't tickle mehehe!"

"What? Just trying to get the dough off...~"

"Oho, you little trihihickster! *snort* aaaaaahaha!"

"Me? A trickster? Why, I'd never!" Cosmo stifled a laugh before tickling the others' lower ribs

"Ohoho nAHAHAho-! C-Cohohohohohosmo!" Sprout giggled and squeaked, leaning up against the counter still

"I still think you have some dough riiiight here~" Cosmo squeezed and squished the strawberry's tummy

"EEP--! NaaHAHAHAHAHAHAHO-! Q-Quihihihihihihit ihit!" Sprout grabbed Cosmo's wrists, a pink blush appearing on his face

"Quit it? But I have to get the dough off silly!"

"Noho-- NAHAHO you doooohohohon't!"

"Well, you gotta look at least somewhat presentable, no?~" Cosmo teased, moving one of his hands under Sprout's shirt, swirling his finger in the belly button

"EHEHEHE NAA-- NAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHERE!!" Sprout squealed, resting his hands behind him on the counter

"Oooh, is your button sensitive? Is your widdle berry button ticklish?~"

Sprouts face turned pink "BEHEHEHEHEHERRY BUHUHUHUHUHUTTON?!"

"Yeah, Berry Button!"

"NAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! DON'T-- DOHOHOHOHOHON'T CAHAHAHAHAHALL IT THAHAHAAAHAHAT!!" Sprout shook his head rapidly

"Awh, why not? You're a ticklish berry, so it fits! Berry button!"

"NAAAHAHAHA!!"

"Hehe! Awh, tickle tickle tickle!" Cosmo giggled before reaching his other hand that was tickling his best friends stomach down to his hips

"ACK-! NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHO! NOT-- PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!! *snort*" Tears pricked in the corners of his eyes

"Please? Wow, *THE* Sprout Seedly, saying please?"

"CAHAHAHAHAHAHASMO STAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAP!!"

"Alright, alright!" Cosmo laughed, stopping.

"Eheek-! Ohhhhoho... cruhuel..." Sprout giggled, wiping the upcoming tears away.

"Stress gone away?" Cosmo asked

"Yeah, actually... thanks, cookie..."

"No problem, cupcake!" Cosmo smiled proudly, putting his hands on his hips and giving Sprout a little cringey wink

Sprout snorted out a laugh "Pff-- haha! Soho cringe ohhh my god!"

Cosmo and Sprout laughed together before the 6 timers set off.

"Looks like they're done!" Cosmo pointed out

"I'll go get the trolly..." Sprout chuckled, walking away

"Right on!" Cosmo smiled, putting on his oven mitts before opening one of the oven doors

When Sprout came back with the trolly, the cupcakes were on the stands, and the cookies were on the trays. Sprout and Cosmo put the stands and trays on the trolly and smiled

"Ready to get these out there?" Cosmo asked

"Ya know it." Sprout smiled as they began to walk out of the kitchen

♥︎~End~♥︎

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tkcrashoutideology · 4 days ago

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Vee TK headcanons!!! Yaya!!!!

(Again art by @jarhrjoo the sstupid DUMB poopoo….guh…)

(Ler!Vee)

Uses her tail to tk people with the vibrations, usually normally tking them while she uses her tail as well

VERY good at holding down toons that flail thanks to her mechanical strength

LOVES tking chubby toons. She likes how soft and warm they feel as opposed to her own cold hard steel

Main targets are usually tisha, brightney, and ESPECIALLY shelly.

Very effective tks, her cold hands startle toons and break them REALLY fast…she evil…

(Lee!Vee)

The wire of her tail is VERY sensitive, so are her antennae.

VERY hard to break, but you can tell when you’re getting to her breaking point as she begins to heat up and the mechanical whirring gets louder

She begins to glitch as she nears her breaking point

Her laugh is more of a mechanical sound rather than a laugh

Tisha and brightney are her main lers, mainly sneaking up on her to catch her off guard.

dtupid tv…

#dandys world tickles #dandys world #vee dandys world #sfw tk community #sfw tickle fluff

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tishasfeatherduster · 3 days ago

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@fluffyfeatherfun

Tisha's tickle stats!

Resistance ❤️: ♡♡♡

Nervousness 🧡: ♡♡♡♡ she's alright when lers are around, but she might sweat a little.

Tickle speed 💛: ♡♡♡♡ she can run fairly fast, distractor toon after all.

Stamina 💚: ♡♡ she can run fast but not too far, poor thang

Ticklevision 💙: ♡♡♡ it's decent, she'll be alright...

Tickle resistance 💜: ♡♡ she's doomed.

Additional tickle spots: Armpits, Ribs, back of knees, tummy

Tummy is her worst spot >:3

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tkfluff-fanatic · 2 years ago

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glad to help you to relax, hope you're doing okay <3 ⁠.･⁠｡ﾟ i hope you don't mind me asking the rest of the questions, i just love your characters (⁠~ᵕ⁠~ ;⁠)

4. whats they’re laugh like?

7. do they squirm a lot?

- otp anon (⁠｡•⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

No anon I do NOT mind at all promise!!! I get super excited every time :33!!!!!

4. What's their laugh like?

Epitsa definetly squeaks + giggles a lot, her voice goes super high pitched and they sometimes DESPISE it

Tisha's laugh changes a lot actually it's super weird? But usually his laugh is really loud and he CANNOT control his volume for the life of him, when he gets tired he wheezes a lot, and if you surprise him he'll let out a high pitched squeal (which is crazy cuz his voice is a little deep usually)

7. Do they squirm a lot?

I think that both of them squirm out of instinct but Tisha has the tendency to squirm more, he'll kick his legs and such, if you want him to stay still you gotta hold him down. On the other hand Epitsa really tries to stay still cuz she likes it + she doesn't wanna accidentally hurt the ler and🙁🙁🙁🙁 I love her so much she's my everything

#otp anon #ask #sfw tickles #sfw tk blog #sfw tk community #oc tag #sfw tickling community #tisha #epitsa

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I just saw those Tisha hcs and.. omg I can't stop thinking of scenarios where Vee just wrecks Tisha. Could you write a fanfic off of Ler Vee and Lee Tisha? Kind of like a payback fic? Your honor I love them

"How you like that, huh?" (Dandy's World tickle fic)

A/N: Yes.

~🧼📺~

Another day, another run. And of all toons to be paired with, it's that green television.

Astro would've been nice. Sprout would've been...eh. Bobette would be a solid pick, and so would Pebble. And she would've loved to go with Shelly, but change is nice every once in a while.

...Or that she thinks.

Tisha just got off from cleaning, and went off to do the run of the day. And she had to go with a main character, so why not. It was chosen randomly and yup, that's how they got here.

She stepped inside, looked at the toon inside, and acknowledged her situation.

Not a word was exchanged between the tissue box and Vee as the elevator went down to the first floor.

"So."

Tisha looked at Vee, who just said that. "Yes?"

"Let's just get this over with."

"...Agreed."

Once that elevator opened, each toon got off to do their task: do machines and escape from Twisteds. Vee did a mic check to observe the Twisteds in the area.

No Twisteds in sight. Huh, weird. A sigh came out from Tisha, as they both left the elevator.

Then Vee's microphone accidentally scraped against Tisha's side, causing a flinch and a giggle.

Vee, of course, noticed this movement. Her antennae perked up and she looked at Tisha.

"Don't you DARE." The tissue box said.

The green TV didn't think much at first, but when she finally noticed her reaction, a smirk came to her face. Oho, she was going to have fun with this.

Without an ounce of hesitation, she pounced, aiming directly for her sides. Vee landed right on top of Tisha, her hands moving at her sides. And it seems that the tissue box is holding it in—or at least trying to.

"What's wrong, Tish? Ticklish?~"

Upon those words, Tisha pounded her fist on Vee's chest in protest, as in a way to say 'No! Of course not', but we all know the truth anyways. She attempted to kick Vee away, but to no avail.

"Oh no no no, you're not getting out of this one, darling~"

She started kicking even more, but Vee was stronger, strengthening her grip and managing to weaken Tisha's protests by a bit. And that's when Vee dropped one bomb of a tease.

"Awwe, you're soo much fun to tickle! That's adorable~ You're sooooooo adorable~"

This kept on until it broke the tissue box.

"PFFF—NOOOOHOHOHOHOHO!"

Tisha went into instant hysterics, endlessly kicking and squirming before Vee. And Vee? She was having a field day. "Ha. How you like that, huh?~"

"SHUHUT UHUHUP!"

Figures. She makes people crack FAST.

With a devious glint in her eye, Vee decided to up the ante and go to her stomach, slithering her fingers between it and her sides and causing a shriek from the tissue box. She used one of her hands to restrain Tisha's arms, making sure she doesn't move.

"Now you're less squirmy. Which means I can do this~" Vee goes on to bury her fingers on Tisha with slow deliberate strokes, causing Tisha to squirm due to the cold temperature of her fingers.

And to worsen things, she wrapped her mic around her stomach, wiggling it with deadly precision and a smirk. Because of this, the tissue box only kicked harder.

"AAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! OKAY OKAHAY! STAHAAP!"

Vee didn't let up and only tickled harder, but it wasn't until a bit later (which felt like hours for Tisha) that she finally relented, letting the tissue box go at last.

After they both rose from the ground and Tisha regained her composure, the last words she received from the tissue box were: "Never do that again."

Tisha would go on to leave and find a machine as Vee smirked. She rolled an eye, albeit playfully unlike the other times.

Vee would 100% do that again.

~🧼📺~

#lee!tisha #ler!vee #sfw tickle community #tickle fic #sfw interaction only #dandy's world tickles #lily's stories

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eliseumachado11 · 7 years ago

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Parashat Va'etchanan: O Segredo para o Sucesso do Povo Judeu

Leia o ensinamento abaixo ou assista a um vídeo dos ensinamentos de Yehuda Bachana.

No seu Shabat aprendemos sobre Parashat Va'etchanan. Parashat Va'etchanan é uma porção da Torá que é muito rica em conteúdo. Ele fala sobre uma ampla gama de tópicos centrados nos Dez Mandamentos e na oração Shema Yisrael. Esta é uma parasha muito central e profunda.

Além disso, esta semana é o Shabat Nachamu, o Shabat depois de Tisha B'Av. Nela, lemos o haftara, a leitura semanal dos profetas, do capítulo 40 de Isaías. Nesta leitura, o profeta nos informa, como povo, que pagamos o dobro por nossos pecados e agora é tempo de consolo:

“Conforto, consola meu povo, diz seu Deus. Fala com ternura a Jerusalém e proclama a ela que seu árduo serviço foi completado, que seu pecado foi pago, que ela recebeu da mão do Senhor o dobro por todos os seus pecados. ”- Isaías 40: 1,2 [NVI]

O apelo de Moisés

parashat-vaetchanan

Apesar de Moisés 'por favor, ele recebeu um' Não 'de Deus. Às vezes precisamos aprender a receber o mesmo.

Eu gostaria de começar com a primeira palavra da parasha em hebraico - “va'etchanan”, que significa “eu implorei”:

“Naquele tempo implorei ao Senhor: 'Soberano Senhor, você começou a mostrar ao seu servo sua grandeza e sua mão forte. Pois que deus existe no céu ou na terra que pode fazer as obras e obras poderosas que você faz? Deixe-me passar e ver a boa terra além do Jordão - aquela bela região montanhosa e o Líbano. '”- Deuteronômio 3: 23-25 [NVI]

Quem estava implorando? Foi Moisés, o grande, honrado e amado profeta, o mesmo homem que falou com Deus face a face. Esse mesmo profeta conseguiu salvar o povo de Israel da destruição em numerosas ocasiões quando o povo pecou, e Deus procurou destruí-lo. Durante esses eventos, Moisés falaria com Deus e mudaria a severidade do decreto.

O que estava acontecendo aqui no começo da leitura? Moisés estava implorando, ele queria ver a Terra de Israel, no entanto, a resposta de Deus foi um firme “não”.

A dificuldade de aceitar a resposta “não”

É difícil aceitar a resposta “não”, especialmente hoje. Vivemos em uma geração em que pensamos que merecemos tudo. Não importa o que, se fizermos um esforço e trabalharmos bastante, poderemos receber todos os desejos do nosso coração.

Esta é uma tremenda lição para mim. Todos nós, inclusive eu, devemos estar preparados para aceitar a resposta “não” de Deus. Por exemplo, não à cura, ao sucesso, aos nossos vários pedidos e pedidos. Não é agradável, mas em nossa oração, deve haver uma disposição para aceitar a recusa de Deus.

Podemos e devemos continuar a defender os membros de nossa comunidade, nossa família, nossa saúde, mas no final, nossa oração deve ser: “Tua vontade será feita na terra como no céu.” Continuaremos a servir a Deus Na saúde e na doença. Somos vasos nas mãos de Deus. Somos servos fiéis, instrumentos de bênção, vasos de honra nas mãos de Deus.

Se Deus quer que continuemos a servi-lo na doença, assim seja; nós o serviremos da melhor maneira possível.

Os perigos de esquecer a Deus

Os muitos pedidos de Moisés não eram suficientes, ele implorou para entrar, tocar e provar a Terra da Promessa, mas Deus respondeu negativamente. A mesma pessoa que deu a vida ao povo de Israel, cujas orações pelo bem comum haviam sido aceitas vez após vez, foi agora rejeitada. Apesar disso, Moisés aceitou essa resposta humildemente.

Temos muito a aprender com a parasha desta semana.

Moisés continuou seu discurso, falando de riqueza, sucesso, fruto, paz e força. Aqui é onde está o perigo. Moisés disse que o povo deveria entrar na Terra da Promessa, uma terra que é boa, mas ele advertiu contra o perigo de esquecer Deus, a fonte da abundância.

Quando falei sobre isso em casa, com minha esposa, Lydia, ela levantou a possibilidade de que, como crentes, em escala global, nos esquecemos de nossa fonte de abundância, tomamos as bênçãos de Deus como garantidas. O que é mais é que nós damos a vida por garantida, nós perdemos nosso primeiro amor e nosso zelo por Deus, assim como nossa singularidade como crentes.

Talvez seja hora de acordar e lembrar que tudo vem de cima. Além disso, Deus quer mais de nossas vidas, mais de nossa gratidão e apreço, de nossas ações, mais de nossos cuidados uns pelos outros. Deus quer mais do nosso amor.

O segredo dos judeus para o sucesso

Moisés continuou e tocou em outro ponto interessante e profundo. Nossa sabedoria e nossa sabedoria como judeus.

Mais e mais pessoas estão perguntando no mundo: “Qual é o segredo dos judeus? Por que e como eles conseguem?

Tentamos analisar todas as razões para o nosso conhecimento, como a nossa educação, línguas, matemática, gestão de dinheiro, música e mil estudos diferentes que tentam colocar o dedo no nosso segredo mais bem guardado como judeus.

Nossa porção da Torá abre esse segredo e revela a todos:

“Veja, eu lhe ensinei decretos e leis como o Senhor meu Deus me ordenou, para que você possa segui-los na terra em que você está entrando para tomar posse dela. Observe-os cuidadosamente, pois isso mostrará sua sabedoria e entendimento às nações, que ouvirão todos esses decretos e dirão: 'Certamente esta grande nação é um povo sábio e compreensivo'. ”- Deuteronômio 4: 5,6 [NIV]

O segredo da sabedoria é a Palavra de Deus, a Bíblia.

Deus é a fonte da nossa prosperidade

Como povo e como seres humanos, se mantivermos e obedecermos às leis, aos decretos e aos mandamentos de Deus, teremos sucesso, seremos abençoados e tudo o que fizermos terá sucesso:

“Bem-aventurado aquele que não anda ao lado dos ímpios ou se coloca no caminho que os pecadores tomam ou sentam na companhia de escarnecedores, mas cujo prazer está na lei do Senhor e que medita em sua lei dia e noite. . Essa pessoa é como uma árvore plantada por jatos de água, que produz seus frutos na estação e cujas folhas não murcham - o que quer que eles prosperem. ”- Salmos 1: 1-3 [NVI]

A fonte do sucesso, inspiração e sabedoria é o conhecimento de Deus e Sua Palavra.

Quando eu estava no exército por três anos, tive muitos altos e baixos, eu estava nos pára-quedistas, e o treinamento e a atividade eram muito intensivos.

Durante os tempos em que li a Bíblia e orava regularmente, senti a bênção e proteção de Deus em mim de uma maneira tangível: “Tudo o que ele fizer prosperará”. Eu estaria sentado, ocioso e, por acaso, veria que havia algum pequena tarefa que precisava ser feita. Eu levantava e fazia, e logo o comandante passava e me elogiava. Eu ajudei por um momento e fui pego no melhor momento. Tudo o que fiz, todos os exercícios, atividades e operações foram um sucesso.

Também funcionou ao contrário. Houve momentos em que nada deu certo. Eu trabalharia duro e, por um momento, sentaria para descansar - e naquele exato momento o comandante passaria e me perguntaria por que eu estava sentado, por que estava ocioso. O que quer que eu fizesse, não havia bênção, e nada de bom saiu disso.

Então depois de um tempo, eu pensaria - espere, eu parei de ler e orar regularmente, aqui está o problema. Voltei a ler, voltei para Deus, e como você pode imaginar - de volta à bênção.

O Senhor escolhe os fracos e impotentes

No exército, é muito comum que um judeu messiânico seja um soldado de destaque, qual é o seu segredo? A resposta inequívoca é: Deus, fé e a Palavra de Deus. Não sou eu, é Deus vivendo dentro de mim.

O Novo Testamento nos ensina que Deus realmente escolhe os fracos e os tolos. Por quê? Que ficará claro que não é da nossa própria capacidade ou força. De fato, Deus se destaca nas pessoas pequenas e fracas, cercadas por 100 milhões de inimigos que não poderiam ser subjugados por um exército grande e poderoso 50 vezes maior do que o seu. Está claro que, sem sombra de dúvida, existe um Deus e Ele nos protege.

“Mas Deus escolheu as coisas loucas do mundo para envergonhar os sábios; Deus escolheu as coisas fracas do mundo para envergonhar os fortes. Deus escolheu as coisas humildes deste mundo e as coisas desprezadas - e as coisas que não são - para anular as coisas que são, para que ninguém se glorie diante dele. É por causa dele que você está em Cristo Jesus, que se tornou para nós sabedoria de Deus - isto é, nossa justiça, santidade e redenção. Portanto, como está escrito: "Aquele que se gloria no Senhor". - 1 Coríntios 1: 27-31 [NVI]

Deus não escolheu este povo, porque eles eram os mais poderosos, ou os mais inteligentes, ou os mais bem-sucedidos.

Deus escolheu este povo porque jurou aos nossos antepassados que Ele faria isso. Nosso Deus é um Deus fiel e Ele faz isso por amor. A parasha desta semana termina precisamente com essa idéia.

Não abandone a primavera das águas vivas

“O Senhor não colocou sua afeição em você e escolheu você porque você era mais numeroso do que os outros povos, pois você era o menor de todos os povos. Mas foi porque o Senhor amou-te e guardou o juramento que jurou aos teus antepassados de que ele te tirou com mão forte e te resgatou da terra da escravidão, do poder do Faraó, rei do Egito. Sabe, pois, que o Senhor teu Deus é Deus; ele é o Deus fiel, mantendo seu pacto de amor para mil gerações daqueles que o amam e guardam seus mandamentos. ”- Deuteronômio 7: 7-9 [NIV]

Nós somos o menor e o mais fraco de todos os povos. Esta sabedoria não é nossa, mas é Deus quem vive dentro de nós.

“O temor do Senhor é o princípio da sabedoria ...” - Provérbios 9: 10a [NIV]

Moisés pediu ao povo de Israel para não abandonar a fonte das águas vivas, não para deixar a instrução de Deus (a Torá), que leva à vida.

O coração desta instrução são os Dez Mandamentos, e em nossa parasha, Moisés os repete. A primeira vez que os Dez Mandamentos foram falados foi em Parashat Yitro, no Livro do Êxodo, e mais uma vez eles são repetidos na porção desta semana, no começo do Deuteronômio.

“Eu sou o Senhor teu Deus, que te tirou do Egito, da terra da escravidão. Não terás outros deuses diante de mim. ”- Deuteronômio 5: 6,7 [NIV]

Nossa constituição abre com uma declaração de liberdade humana, quem é Deus? Ele derrotou a escravidão e a escravidão e nos deu liberdade.

Yeshua é nosso redentor

Eu penso que este é o coração da fé em Yeshua, o Messias. Yeshua nos comprou pelo Seu sangue, Ele levou a maldição do pecado sobre Si mesmo.

Um redentor é alguém que paga a dívida de outra pessoa e, portanto, o livra da situação em que se encontra. O redentor não desmembra o prisioneiro da prisão para libertá-lo. Ele paga a dívida dos remidos até o último centavo.

No nosso caso, é nossa dívida para com o próprio Deus.

"Porque o salário do pecado é a morte", chamarei o pecado por outro nome: a falta de observância dos mandamentos de Deus, quando não colocamos Deus no centro de nossas vidas, e quando nós, como povo, aproveitamos os fracos entre nós. Por exemplo, maltratamos os trabalhadores estrangeiros e os idosos, e quando vivemos de maneira imoral, quando não insistimos em amar nosso próximo como a nós mesmos. Todos nós estamos em cheque especial - somos todos culpados.

O que Yeshua fez e continua a fazer em meu favor é me redimir da punição que eu mereço, de um mandamento que não obedeci e do meu descumprimento.

Quem é Yeshua? Ele derrotou a escravidão e a escravidão e nos deu liberdade.

Yeshua nos leva da escravidão para um novo começo. Nascemos de novo e recebemos uma segunda chance de fazer e guardar a vontade de Deus. Yeshua nos dá a oportunidade de sermos melhores, mais cuidadosos e amarmos as pessoas.

A Palavra de Deus deve ser transmitida aos nossos filhos

Eu gostaria de terminar esta parasha com a frase mais conhecida na Bíblia hebraica, Shema Yisrael. Shema Yisrael se tornou o principal dogma do povo judeu através das gerações. Aparece em nossa parasha, começando com Deuteronômio 6: 4.

Uma das instruções centrais do Shema é a direção para ensinar e transmitir a Palavra de Deus para as crianças, para que elas memorizem a Palavra de Deus, e para ensiná-las a colocar os mandamentos dentro de seus corações.

De novo e de novo as palavras de Moisés nos convencem, nossos filhos e os filhos de nosso filho, a aprender a memorizar e a ter em mente as leis e mandamentos de Deus. O Shema termina com uma frase um pouco estranha:

“Amarre-os como símbolos em suas mãos e amarre-os em suas testas. Escreve-os nas ombreiras das vossas casas e nos vossos portões. ”- Deuteronômio 6: 8,9 [NIV]

Dedicando todo o seu ser e família ao serviço de Deus

No judaísmo, há a marca externa do tefilin. Este é um sinal externo muito estranho, não há nada mais perceptível do que uma caixa de couro preto na testa.

Esta caixa é uma afirmação, é a mesma declaração que é vista em muitas casas no mundo, na qual um versículo do final do Livro de Josué é emoldurado:

“Mas eu e a minha casa serviremos ao Senhor.” - Josué 24: 15b [NIV]

Adoro ver este verso, encoraja os membros da casa e lembra-lhes que nesta casa, servimos a Deus.

Por esse mesmo sinal, esta caixa na testa deve declarar: "Somos santos e consagrados a Deus". No judaísmo, usamos tefilin diariamente, e isso nos lembra que nossos pensamentos ao longo do dia devem ser focados em Deus. Nosso foco deve ser positivo, pois Deus está no poder: “Seja feita a sua vontade, assim na terra como no céu”.

O mesmo vale para as obras de nossas mãos, como se vê com o tefilin. Hoje, faremos boas ações, essas mãos serão usadas para abençoar, elas servirão a Deus. Além disso, as ombreiras de nossas casas e portões, nossas casas são consagradas a Deus. Nesta casa haverá o temor de Deus, a Palavra de Deus será estudada e discutida. Quando entramos numa sala, ou numa casa, e vemos a mezuzá, somos lembrados de que esta casa, essa sala, essas mãos e essa cabeça são dedicadas a Deus.

Nossos pensamentos, ações e moradas são marcados com a palavra “Shema”, o tefilin e a mezuzá. Nós serviremos a Deus fielmente.

Vamos ter um Shabat de paz, bênção e conforto, especialmente neste Shabat, Shabat Nachamu. Vamos, nosso povo, famílias e nossas comunidades, receber consolo e verdadeiro conforto de Deus.

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