#tell-ovin

[noelle-tea]

Jay: If I don't record this video of me ranking avatars based on hotness by the end of this month Elias says hes going to put me down :(

[hunnybunnyburrows]

Seeing everyone talk about their lamb oc got me wanting to do the same

Say hello to Vera! Leader and keeper of the small cult village of Ovine!

(reference drawn by the beautiful and amazing @dragonsaltartales )

More about her under the break!

Vera went through a lot in her first 20 years of life before finally being found and put to the blade that placed the story into motion.

At first she was willing to do anything for The One Who Waits, especially if it meant she'd be able to avenge her fallen brethren, her mother, and her own life that the bishops found worth slaying mercilessly. However, when she met who would become her first follower, rescued from the hands of Leshy's zealot followers eager to sacrifice them, a great deal of her anger and hatred left her. All she saw was herself, her mother, and her kind in the sad cowering rabbit before her. From that point on she does all she can to be as kind and compassionate of a leader as she could be.

She's beloved by her following for her gentle hand, sweet voice, and merciful spirit. She isn't stupid or blind though, and punishes trouble makers as they should be. If she can bring peace within her own flock without bloodshed she will do it. (She's only ever been driven to kill a follower in broad day light once. An act she has zero regret over)

Despite how beloved she is none of her following know her name, save for a very select few. (Narinder, a very specific spouse, and her disciples). She is commonly addressed as "My Lady", "Beloved Lamb", or "Her/My Grace". No one knows why she keeps her name to herself.

Living on the lamb (heh) with her mother the first two decades of her life meant she knew a great deal about gathering herbs, crops, making necessities with her own hands, and crafting medicine. Even after achieving godhood, she still does many things by hand.

While crusading Vera enjoys using Daggers and swords, with the heaviest weapons she'd use being the axe or gauntlets. It was her speed and dexterity that kept her alive for so long before being caught, and it's what she still uses to her advantage. She also adores the wide variety of spells she now has on hand.

She always wears a bell on her person in some shape or form, but she most commonly uses the bell and it's ribbon as a hair tie, keeping her long locks neat and out of the way. It's her most prized possession, as it once belonged to her mother. When she was caught she had lost it, but after being brought back by The One Who Waits, he returned it to her as a gift of good faith. She fell head over heels then and there.

And there she is!!! My girl!!!! I love her so much!!!!

Hope you enjoyed show and tell!! Will I do more with her? Maybe...I want to but it honestly took a lot of gathering up nerve to share this ksdfbvjnfd I want to though!!! So bad!!! So maybe!!!

Thank you all for reading!!! Have a good one!!

[axewchao]

The Twin Lambs

Two of the many innocent ovines killed in the name of keeping The One Who Waits sealed away. Unlike the others, these twins held a special place in the Promised Liberator's heart.

Before the Prophecy was revealed, the Twin Lambs were like elder siblings to the Liberator, having found the latter wandering through the Darkwood, lost and alone. They took the younger lamb in without a second thought, blissfully unaware of the destiny that awaited the little one, as well as their own fates by the end of a blade.

The Twin Lambs taught the future Liberator many things. How to read, how to forage, how to defend oneself from the dangers of the land. They taught the Liberator the ways of the Old Faith, though warned the little one of the dangers of bloodshed; too much can become addictive, and sacrifices in the name of the Bishops was not always worth a life.

The Liberator felt like they'd been truly blessed. A life of peace, warmth, and family was the only life they ever wanted...

...Only for the Prophecy to rear its head, and take everything away.

The Sister was lost first, having been caught while trying to hunt for food. Her final act of defiance being silence; she would never tell where her family had hidden.

The Brother was next; distraught at his sister's fate, he knew that it would only be a matter of time before he would soon join her. But his love for his remaining sibling held strong; he would protect them, one way or another.

The Brother and the Liberator ran, ran like they'd never before. From the Darkwood to Anura, through the Spore Grotto, even the Silk Cradle, the two lambs continued to run.

A single misstep into a web was the end for the elder lamb. The Liberator kept running, obeying their brother's calls to never stop and never look back, no matter what was heard.

Just like his sister before him, the Brother refused to speak in his final moments. If this 'prophecy' the Bishops so clearly feared were to come true, then he welcomed it.

Even when the Liberator's destiny began to unfold, and the battle against the Old Faith forged on, the Twins never left the former's mind. More than anything, the Liberator longed to see them again. Alive and well, continuing the life the Bishops had cruelly cut short.

The Liberator would bring them back. And nothing, not even the sealed god's wrath, would deter them in the end.

[torpublishinggroup]

Celebrate the arrival of summer with something that smells much nicer than ovine excrement: a good book!

THE WARDEN by Daniel M. Ford tells the story of an aimless flop of a 20-something necromancer trying to stop Surprise Ancient Evil in the nowhere mountain town she never wanted to wash up in.

[flamesignite]

"It seems you believe in the words as tokens Your heart still succumbs to the fear unspoken And some I know are filled with courage But most I know will not be chosen

But don't feel afraid as the storm blows this way Know that truth can't fail us, can't enslave us But don't feel afraid as the storm blows this way Know that truth can't fail us, can't enslave

In dreams we escape to a world unbroken And those who we hate will become awoken And some, I hope, will die as martyrs The most ovine souls will end in slaughter

But don't feel afraid as the storm blows this way Know that truth can't fail us, can't enslave us But don't feel afraid as the storm blows this way Know that truth can't fail us, you can't-

as you surround me with pain (Judas mind) as you betray me again (Take your time) as you surround me with pain (Judas mind) as you betray me again

But don't feel afraid (tell me it's okay, tell me it's alright) As the storm blows this way (you made your shelter black out the sunlight) Know that truth can't fail us, can't enslave But don't feel afraid (tell me it's okay, tell me it's alright) As the storm blows this way (you made your shelter black out the sunlight) Know that truth can't fail us, you can't-

as you surround me with pain (Judas mind) as you betray me again (Take your time) as you surround me with pain (Judas mind) as you betray me again."

[khalixvitae]

!! NYELLO KHALIX! am here w some random questions 4 u ! 👩🏻‍💻🙆🏻‍♀️ do u have any songs u've been looping recently / want to share ?! :3c

i see u r a carat. Fantastic taste. do u have a fave title track / choreo!! i love svt choreos so much bro OMFG they're always gonna be one of my fav groups 2 watch

and if u could buy a little treat (food or otherwise) for urself rn what wud it be 🙆🏻‍♀️

OMG HIIII NIA !!?! okokok so:

1: lately I’ve been looping a few different things, so I’ll give my current top 5 I suppose??? These are in no particular order.

Risk- Mega Mango

Uncanny long arms- underscores

Ready to Love- SEVENTEEN

Pesticides- Moselle

hit the function like larry david- ovine hall

2: ok SO. Fav title track,,, fav choreo,, this is hard. I’ve been a carat since just after debut so it’s hard to choose sobs. Rock with You really is that girl, but I have a special kind of nostalgia for BOOMBOOM, idk why??? I also LOVE Call! Call! Call!, like that Japanese release has had me in a chokehold for years. Choreo wise ,,, I really love the footwork in Fear, it’s crazy. Don’t Wanna Cry is also a really cool one to watch! Don Quixote also has really fun choreo ::) ! Tbh there are so many I love to watch sigh

Unrelated but important: my fav svt track of all time is Don’t Listen in Secret. When I tell you. That song has had me in a grip for YEARS. Nothing has topped it. Good lord.

3: a little treat! Right now I’d really like boba, I’ve been craving it. I really should learn to make it at home sigh

Thank you for your questions aghhh!!! <3

[fazbear-enterprises]

deer scot

i am shef guy

pitza ovins brokin

cica not hear i promis

uours not cica shef guy

...Well then, that explains why the pizza's have been soggy... I'll call the repair guy and tell them to come ASAP. Hopefully, they'll send out Chris, he's the easiest to work with.

- Scott Steven (Phone Guy)

[meezer]

sheepboy's blank ovine stare when hot guys tell him they would like to sleep together

[roguelioness]

a quiet soft in forlorn places

A treat for @nimphaiwe for the @wayfarer-exchange featuring the lovely, lovely Brienne Varyn. Thank you for letting me borrow her ♥

She's on the road again, walking from one dinky little village to the next. The early morning sun is sluggish, not nearly enough to drive the chill from the air. Shivering at a particularly sharp burst of wind, she pulls the collar of her jacket up, tucking her hands into the pockets to keep them as warm as she can. 

Birdsong drifts down to Brienne, coos and chirps and trills, all accompanied by the rustle of leaves and swaying of branches. A pleasant cacophony, the melody keeps her spirits from flagging - especially with work being so hard to come by of late. A winter wren swoops low in front of her, neatly landing a few feet away before investigating the ground, then taking flight as her shadow falls across it.

Another gust of wind from the Gairloch mountains has her shivering anew. The mountain's many peaks wear different moods - several look easy and approachable, while others loom imposingly and seem to strive to pierce the sky. The tallest of them is shrouded with thick, cloudlike mist, and Bri has the sudden urge to climb up the sheer cliff face to get to the top. If she did, would she learn more about her winged heritage?

Would she find a place to belong?

Would she finally meet her mother?

Stopping to lean against a fencepost, she stares up at it. It is as forbidding as her stepmother's frown, and it seems to sneer down at her with a palpable disdain. 

You're not welcome here, it seems to say. You are not wanted. Her shoulder blades ache with a kind of phantom pain, reminding her of that other distinctive way she's lacking.

A clog of bitter grief chokes her. She had that once, had a place she called home, with people who were happy to see her, with friends who did not recoil from her touch. And for reasons she does not understand - and may never will - it was all snatched away, leaving her alone.

Unwanted.

Unwelcome.

Bri shrieks with high-pitched alarm as her hand is coated in a wet, slippery substance. Pulling away, she searches for the perpetrator, finding an inquisitive and very unafraid sheep staring patiently at her. Its wool-covered form resembles another cloud, and it bleats impatiently at her when she doesn't react.

The sound draws the rest of the flock, and soon Bri finds herself surrounded on all sides by the ovine creatures, several vying to get closer and press up against her. She can't help but giggle and reach out to pet them, her two arms struggling valiantly to keep up with the affection she wishes to dispense.

It's hard to keep the smile from her face when she's being showered with attention and adoration, as her fingers sink into soft, fluffy wool and all facets of her hands and wrists have been licked a dozen times, when the littlest lamb butts against her knee, patiently waiting for her to lift it up.

Bri cuddles the creature close to her chest, taking care not to squeeze it too hard. It nuzzles against the crook of her shoulder, happily licking her cheek over and over before settling comfortably against her. The rest of the herd baas encouragingly at her, as though telling her to take the time she needs to soothe her soul.

And she does.

The sun grows bold enough to dispel the thin mist in the air, and reveals to that tallest of peaks the sight of a woman surrounded by a plethora of fauna, none of whom have the slightest care as to who - or what - she is.

The myriad wounds on Bri's heart start to scab over, just a little.

[hareofhrair]

❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🖤❣️💔💗 :>

PFpfpfpf I think that's cheating but okay! This is going to be long as hell, so buckle in!

❤️ How much does romantic love mean to you?

"H=onestly, n=ot all that much. I think it's plenty imp=ortant in general. R=omance is beautiful, and inspires beautiful things. I l=ove r=omantic gestures, and tha thrill =of r=omance as a c=oncept? But actual c=ommitted r=omantic l=ove aint all that significant ta me pers=onally. N=ot sure I can even d=o r=omantic l=ove if I'm perfectly h=onest. Aint happened s=o far. Even if I c=ould, aint really c=ompatible with my way =of life, and I can't imagine ever feelin s=o str=ongly ab=out s=omeb=ody I'd give up travelin."

🧡 How much does familial love mean to you?

💛 How much does platonic love mean to you?

"g=onna just c=ombine these tw=o, since tr=olls d=ont really d=o genetic family. I think plat=onic l=ove and ch=osen families are incredibly imp=ortant. Tha m=ost imp=ortant! N=othin m=ore beautiful than tha b=onds we f=orm with pe=ople because we decided ta care ab=out em, n=ot cause we're gettin anythin =out =of it, but just because ya need each =other. Tha l=ove =of true friends, tha l=ove =of a c=ommunity fer =one an=other, that shit gets me straight up misty in the eyes. L=ove seein f=olks c=ome t=ogether. Tha pr=oblem with r=omantic l=ove, =or at least tha way m=ost f=olks d=o it, is it cl=oses ya =off fr=om =other f=olks when it sh=ould be d=oin tha =opp=osite. But if y=ou make a friend, and they g=ot =other friends already? that just means y=ou g=ot a bundle a friends fer tha price a =one! I g=ot mad heaps a plat=onic l=ove fer tha friends i have all =over, and fer any=one what c=omes ta me reachin =out, needin a hand."

💚 Are you in love right now? With whom? (Be as specific or vague as you would like)

"Sure am. I'm in l=ove with tha w=orld. With tha c=ol=or a sunrise and tha silver wind =over tha grass and tha smell a tha forest and tha feelin a rich s=oil between my t=oes. I'm in l=ove with all tha pe=ople i meet, and all their little w=onders and idi=osyncrasies, and all tha ways they l=ove each =other. I'm in l=ove with their s=ongs and their st=ories, and h=ow they'll make art =outta any damn thing they can lay hands =on, h=ow they can't st=op makin art. I'm in love with tha way that rusty farmer calls the names =of his cluckbeasts and they c=ome runnin s=o he can tuck em in safe every night, because he l=oves them. I'm in love with tha little flowers that =olive carved inta tha handle a tha knife she uses ta gut fish, s=o even her killin is d=one with s=omethin beautiful, is d=one with l=ove in it. I'm in l=ove with tha =old mustard what let me sleep in their barn =one day when it st=ormed =out =of seas=on, and h=ow they didn't say a w=ord ta me except ta tell me n=ot ta steal anythin, but they br=ought me blankets against tha c=old, and they left a wind=ow =open s=o i c=ould hear tha music fr=om their radi=o all thr=ough tha l=ong day, even th=ough they must have had a puddle =on tha fl=oor fr=om all tha rain c=omin thr=ough. Because they l=oved me. They didn't kn=ow me fr=om adam, but they l=oved me all tha same. The way all =of us l=ove each =other, when we let =ourselves feel it. Can't d=o it all tha time. Hurts ta feel that much l=ove, specially kn=owin h=ow many are sufferin and h=ow y=ou can't d=o jack shit ta help. But ya g=otta remember it's there. L=ose that l=ove, ya l=ose everythin ab=out ya that's w=orth l=ovin."

💙 What kind of partner are you?

"Ha! Tha l=ove em and leave em kind."

💜 How do you show affection?

"I like ta take care a f=olks. Bring em what they need. If I d=on't like ya, ya just w=ont see me. If I do like ya, I'll find a reas=on ta be in tha neighb=orh=ood a little m=ore =often, and I'll never sh=ow up empty handed. I like ta bring practical gifts, but if there aint n=othin like that ya need, then it'll be little gifts and suchlike. Little things I f=ound a l=ong tha way and th=ought were beautiful and wanted ta share with ya. Everyb=ody needs beauty, always.

🖤 What is your sexuality/orientation?

"I d=on't c=ott=on much ta the idea a gender, and that makes =orientati=on a bit hard ta pin d=own. I like fellas, generally speakin, and f=olks what l=ook like fellas. Masc, I think is tha term, or butch as the case may be? Maybe? I d=on't rightly kn=ow tha terms. I =only kn=ow I like em big and beefy and hairy and r=ough ar=ound tha edges."

❣️ How do you flirt?

"=Often, and with=out a great deal a subtlety. I aint afraid ta ask fer what I'm after. I ain't im=olite =or crass and I kn=ow ta mind myself in mixed c=ompany an all, but I can assure y=ou, if I'm interested y=ou'll kn=ow, =one way =or the =other."

💕 Give a song that best describes how you see love.

There's two songs I want to put here- this one is nice and fits well and is probably what Shafan would pick.

But this one. Hoo. Okay. There's a reason this at the top of Shafan's playlist. I need you to listen to this with headphones. Get high first if possible, which makes it a borderline spiritual experience. Frankly, if you can, listen to it on spotify or somewhere the quality is better. If you're anything like me you will cry about it so be ready for that. I added this to Shafan's playlist in 2018 and it still fucks me up. It's important, okay??

💔 How do you face the end of love (breakups, being stood up, etc)?

"C=onsiderin I'm usually tha =one endin things, I feel pretty p=osatively ab=out tha end =of a relati=onship. I think pe=ople w=ould be a l=ot happier if they learned ta just end relati=onships that aint makin em happy anym=ore, =or even that are still makin em happy, but are gettin in the way =of s=omethin m=ore important. Relati=onships =ought ta be treated like experiences, I figure. M=ost =of em aint g=onna last that l=ong and n=one =of em last f=orever, s=o why d=o we act like they sh=ould? Embrace love as s=omethin fleetin, and marvel at every day that y=ou get ta experience that miracle again. Let it teach y=ou things, let it change y=ou. And then let it g=o. When it's run its c=ourse, instead a given in ta fear =of change =or fear =of l=onliness and taintin s=omethin that was beautiful with bitter feelings and anger, be grateful f=or what it gave y=ou, and h=ow lucky y=ou were ta have experienced it. And definitely d=o n=ot hunt tha pers=on d=own and set fire t=o their tent!"

💗 How much do you believe in love?

"I believe in l=ove m=ore than i believe in any =other f=orce in tha universe. I believe with en=ough l=ove y=ou can acc=omplish anything. I believe l=ove, f=or each =other and f=or tha w=orld, can save us, if we let it. And maybe that's s=ome sappy n=onsense and it aint practical, I kn=ow. If that l=ove d=ont m=otivate ya ta acti=on it's w=orse than useless. But still, I believe it. I really d=o."

[mlobsters]

supernatural s14e14 ouroboros (w. steve yockey)

these pre-ep recap music selections are all over the place the past two seasons. always keep em (me) guessin. we're on music selection #3 within this one recap! and the pace of them is all dissonant. lol. this one is alexander bornstein (marked co-composer) and christopher lennertz

(putting in my request for an episode where i don't cry please and thank you. talking about the god forsaken box and showing sam fully crying in that moment in 14x12 does not fill me with hope.)

appreciate using someone with good knife skills for the closeups. had to go look up an anatomical diagram because that seemed awfully high up in the chest cavity to be yoinking a liver out of, but i guess it's not that far off. it's right below the pecs. like the cw version of nbc hannibal

no clue what the exchange (would say flirting but to what end, to make cas uncomfortable or actual flirting) between rowena and castiel was about. very much don't remember when they were last in the same place together. rereading the summary of the last ep they were in together (14x07) and i am none the wiser

SAM Maybe it's his pet. I mean, no pictures in his phone. And, uh, this place doesn't exactly scream "snake guy". ROWENA Not enough Pantera posters, for one.

LOL what do you know about pantera rowena

DEAN You know, I've got to say, I got a pretty good feeling about bringing Rowena in on this one. I think her and Sam have a chance of cracking it. CASTIEL They do have many books. DEAN Yes, they do.

laughed out loud, thanks cas. followed up by that stinkface

CASTIEL Are you really fine? DEAN I don't know, Cass. But that's what I'm supposed to say, right? "I'm fine," keep on moving? That's what we all say. CASTIEL No, Dean. DEAN Okay. There's this pounding in my head. It never stops. Michael's in there, and he is fighting hard to get out. And I can't let my guard down not for a second. I'm barely even sleeping. CASTIEL Well, that's not sustainable. DEAN No. No. It's probably not. But no point in complaining about it. It's on me. CASTIEL No. It's on us. We are here to help you. DEAN I know. I know that. And I appreciate that. I do. Look, before the kid gets back -- I know I agreed to give you guys time. CASTIEL Hey, Dean, and we will find a solution. DEAN Okay. But if -- if you don't we still have Plan B. CASTIEL Dean, come on. DEAN Coffin. Ocean. Done

#we're fine #everything's fine! no coughing up blood here and needing to burn off my soul to heal it, no siree (me contemplating the logistics of getting lucifer back into nick, stabbing dean with the archangel blade real quick to heal him, then getting jack's grace back [???] from lucifer)

DEAN This is like an A.V. Club presentation. JACK What's an A.V. Club? CASTIEL It's a special group for people who do not play sports. DEAN Yeah, him. He's A.V. Club.

we know sam did soccer iirc, did dean do any school sports? otherwise he's just a no sports no av club guy

gorgon dude using sex to pick up dude at the truck stop, all righty

looks like they had fun with this

ook, that was a choice. good old thermometer up the ass while spelled into a dog

was side eyeing the whole generic snake venom thing because i know some are specific to the type of snake, but i also learned that there's an antivenom that covers: North American pit vipers (all rattlesnakes, copperheads, and cottonmouths) called Polyvalent crotalid antivenin (CroFab - Crotalidae Polyvalent Immune Fab (Ovine))

*shakes head*

i really enjoy how they switch up her makeup looks and they're very like. full glam and playing around with colors. and i love her hair color right now, it's shocking! and it's also good to see her in a different hairstyle

ROWENA Fine. Don't tell me. But using dangerous, mysterious magic, regardless of the cost, that's a very on-brand me thing to do. SAM Well, thank you. ROWENA Of course Samuel, until very recently, I was the villain.

i thought she should have stayed more the ambiguous villain type with crowley, but alas. they seem to enjoy bickering

i had just convinced myself that they're just gonna have au people off on hunts perpetually and never in the bunker

are we treating a concussion like the serious injury it is now? or is this just michael drama

SAM What do I do? ROWENA Clean his wound. Make him comfortable, then we'll see.

if this is just about the traumatic brain injury, TAKE HIM TO THE HOSPITAL.

jesus christ him seizing on the bed as sam's about to ineffectively dab at his head with a dry cloth startled the shit out of me, thanks

JACK I-I can't think about losing him or -- or Sam or you. I-I just -- I hate -- I hate thinking about it. CASTIEL Yeah. So do I. But, Jack you know, Sam and Dean, they're human, and they're very extraordinary, brave, special humans, but they're -- they're still humans. And humans burn bright, but for a very brief time compared to, you know, things like us. And eventually, they're gone, even the very best ones, and we have to carry on. It's just -- It's part of growing up. JACK Losing people? CASTIEL Yes. JACK What's the point? CASTIEL The point? JACK What's the point of being a cosmic being if everyone I care about is just gonna leave? CASTIEL The point is that they were here at all and you got to know them, you. When they're gone, it will hurt, but that hurt will remind you of how much you loved them. JACK That sounds awful. CASTIEL It is. But it's also living. So when Dean wakes up -- and he will wake up -- we just have to remember to appreciate the time that we all have together now.

laughed at the agreeing it's awful. but like i mentioned in the previous episode, when you know for a fact that these people are gonna be in heaven after they die, and there are means to get to heaven, or be in heaven, then it's not so bad? ah the great devaluing of real world living

dude. did they just kill off all the generic apocalypse people??? lol ok. so now rowena gets a turn with michael, all righty

JACK I'm not a child! I'm the son of Lucifer. I'm a Hunter. I am a Winchester!

ook. i dunno if it's the writing or what but not really feeling the acting sometimes with him. and this is just. goofy

LOLOL i very much did not see this coming, here i was too busy scheming ways they could use the archangel blade and jack just had to use his soul magic to zap michael like sam burning out demons when juiced up on demon blood. and he got grace again - but it's michael's grace?? but without a soul (i assume)? does that make him just like. just an angel? was he able to flex wings before this? i can't remember

rip generic au people i'm glad you're gone, royally sucks you had to die to michael after all though

[drjacquescoulardeau]

From Time Travel To Rewriting THE Bible

A phenomenal beginning both surprising and fascinating. 44 was enough to titillate the curiosity of anyone raised in a Western, mostly Christian culture: 4 (the crucifixion) times 11 (the Apostles without Judas the commonly considered traitor). But this promise is quickly rewritten as a Prophet with a Book found in some tomb, coded in an unknown language, telling them what is going to happen, and what they have to do in full obedience. Banal.

A beautiful book revisited and telling us about time travel. 4400 people kidnapped in today’s world by humans from this world but a long time further and farther on the timeline, a world that is going to be destroyed because of a mistake done today, and then these kidnapees are sent back all in one batch with the mission to repair what is going to cause the final deadly and apocalyptic catastrophe. H.G. Wells revisited, the book and all the cinema adaptations, including of course the recent one by a distant relative of the author, another Wells in the boat.

But here again, we are disappointed and the series turns into a capture of absolute power by one man and his movement (you remember Lenin and the Bolshevik Party, or Trump and the Republican Party) and with a good organic supplement to protect those who cannot assimilate “promicin” despite all efforts and research, this particle that is more or less governing our brain, will make all humans peaceful, peace-loving and peace-keeping, in one word, sheep. That is the fall into the abyss of delirious normalizing dystopia. Humanity is seen as a flock of ovines with a good shepherd and a bunch of very faithful dogs.

This series turns sour in the third season and becomes humdrum in the fourth season. Time Travel is lost, and we just sink into some totalitarian state, even if it is only Seattle. Very un-optimistic about the future of the USA, even in Washington.

You can imagine my disappointment.

Éditions La Dondaine, Medium.com, 2023

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Importation d'ovins pour l'Aïd Al Adha : quel impact sur la filière ovine marocaine ?

Maroc : L’Aïd Al Adha est l’un des événements les plus importants pour les Marocains, avec la traditionnelle sacrifice du mouton. Cependant, à l’approche de cette fête, la filière ovine marocaine se retrouve confrontée à de nombreux défis, notamment la sécheresse et l’envolée des prix des intrants, ce qui a un impact considérable sur les éleveurs. Ainsi, pour répondre à la demande, le Maroc s’est ouvert à l’importation de moutons provenant d’Espagne, de Roumanie, d’Italie et de Pologne. Toutefois, cette mesure suscite des craintes quant à son impact sur le cheptel local et la production nationale de viande.

Impact de l’importation d’ovins sur la filière ovine marocaine

L’importation d’ovins pour l’Aïd Al Adha suscite de nombreuses craintes parmi les éleveurs et les professionnels de la filière ovine marocaine. En effet, certains craignent que l’importation de moutons ne nuise au cheptel local en poussant les bouchers à abattre des brebis et des vaches qui contribuent à assurer la production locale. De plus, depuis l’affaire du bœuf brésilien, les consommateurs marocains ont développé une aversion pour les produits importés, ce qui pourrait entraîner un rejet de la viande de mouton importée.

De même, les éleveurs craignent que l’importation d’ovins ne compromette la qualité de la viande locale et la réputation de la filière ovine marocaine. En effet, les races de moutons locales, telles que le Sardi, Timihdit et Bni guil, sont considérées comme étant de qualité supérieure et très prisées par les consommateurs. Les moutons importés, en revanche, pourraient ne pas répondre aux mêmes normes de qualité et de sécurité alimentaire que ceux élevés localement.

Perspectives d’avenir pour la filière ovine marocaine

L’importation d’ovins pour l’Aïd Al Adha est une solution temporaire pour répondre à la demande, mais elle ne résout pas le problème de la production nationale à long terme. Les éleveurs et les professionnels de la filière ovine marocaine appellent à des mesures plus durables pour assurer la production locale et garantir la qualité de la viande. En effet, la filière ovine est un secteur important pour l’économie marocaine, et sa croissance dépend de l’investissement dans les technologies et les infrastructures nécessaires pour améliorer la production et la qualité de la viande.

Impact sur les éleveurs et les consommateurs marocains

La décision du gouvernement marocain d’ouvrir les frontières à l’importation de moutons en prévision de l’Aïd Al Adha 2023 a des répercussions sur l’ensemble de la filière ovine au Maroc. Les éleveurs craignent une concurrence déloyale et une réduction des prix de vente de leur viande. De plus, ils s’inquiètent de l’impact sur le cheptel local, qui pourrait être affaibli par la présence de moutons importés et de nouvelles maladies qui pourraient en découler.

Les consommateurs marocains, quant à eux, sont également préoccupés par la qualité de la viande importée et sa traçabilité. Depuis l’affaire du bœuf brésilien, la méfiance des Marocains envers les produits importés s’est accrue, et beaucoup préfèrent acheter de la viande locale, même si cela signifie payer un prix plus élevé.

De plus, certains consommateurs estiment que l’importation de moutons va à l’encontre de la tradition de l’Aïd Al Adha, qui consiste à sacrifier un mouton élevé par la famille pour nourrir les plus démunis. Pour ces personnes, sacrifier un mouton importé est moins symbolique et moins respectueux de la tradition.

Perspectives d’avenir pour la filière ovine au Maroc

Au-delà de la question de l’importation de moutons, la filière ovine au Maroc doit faire face à de nombreux défis pour assurer sa durabilité et sa croissance à long terme. Les éleveurs sont confrontés à des conditions climatiques difficiles, notamment la sécheresse et le manque d’eau, qui affectent la production d’aliments pour le bétail et la qualité du cheptel.

De plus, les éleveurs ont besoin d’un accès à des financements, des formations et des technologies pour moderniser leurs pratiques d’élevage et améliorer la qualité de leur viande. Les autorités marocaines devraient également investir davantage dans la recherche et le développement pour trouver des solutions durables aux défis auxquels est confrontée la filière ovine.

Enfin, la filière ovine doit trouver un équilibre entre la demande croissante de viande et les besoins de durabilité et de respect de l’environnement. Les éleveurs doivent être encouragés à adopter des pratiques agricoles durables et respectueuses de l’environnement, telles que la rotation des cultures et la gestion des pâturages, afin de réduire l’impact de leur activité sur les ressources naturelles.

En conclusion, l’importation de moutons au Maroc pour l’Aïd Al Adha suscite des inquiétudes parmi les éleveurs, les bouchers et les consommateurs. Bien que cela puisse permettre de réduire les prix de vente de la viande, cela pourrait également nuire à la production locale et à la qualité de la viande proposée aux consommateurs.

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Guess who is alive again?? :D

I won't lie, when Melovin posted a new video to his channel after like a millenia and then Dan Howell broke his hiatus as well I got inspired to follow the suit ;)

So enjoy! Also I am open to hear what do you want to see translated in the future :p

P.S. This is part 1, the second one is already on my channel as well.

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Panty Raid x3

Have a trio of little one shots, one for each Beetlejuice.

NSFW. Picture prompt and the fills below the cut!

Enjoy!

Toonjuice

“Edible underwear?!”

You laughed, and nodded. 

With a lecherous grin, Beetlejuice dove for you. In less time than what it took to blink, you were naked, sprawled on the bed, and he was between your legs. 

You shrieked in laughter again because he was cold, but your laughter choked itself out as he buried his face against your pussy. With a shriek more born of surprise, you felt him grab your underwear in his teeth and tear it off you, chewing loudly. “Beej–!” He grimaced, and with his mouth full, he grumped, 

“This is the worst, babes. I mean, it tastes like pussy, which is cool–” Beej sprouted little cat ears and a few whiskers; you were familiar and used to his propensity for visual puns, “–but overall it mostly tastes like cotton.” “That’s my regular underwear, Beej!” you chided him. “I hadn’t had a chance to change into the edible ones yet!”

His jaw dropped. His eyes widened. He swallowed mightily, and your panties were gone. “Sorry babes,” he mumbled, sheepishly. If you hadn’t known from his tone, the distinctly wooly ovine appearance he took on was a visual clue.  “It’s okay,” you assured him. “I guess the actual edible underwear will be dessert then, huh?” He shifted back to the form you adored, and nodded eagerly. 

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Keatlejuice

“Edible underwear?!”

You laughed, and nodded. 

With a lecherous grin, Beetlejuice dove for you. In less time than what it took to blink, you were naked, sprawled on the bed, and he was between your legs. “This seems like a lot of work, baby,” he grunted, eyeing the candy thong you’d put on before telling him of the surprise. “Makes the reward sweeter?” you countered lightly, hiking yourself up on your elbows so you could watch him. He licked his lower lip slowly, considering. “What’s my reward for all this effort?”

You rolled your eyes. For a dead guy, he was demanding and damn self-centered. You knew how much he liked to make deals, though, so you went along with it. “Fine. Beej, if you eat me out while I’m wearing these panties–yes, I know you’re going to get a mouthful of candy!–then you can fuck me as hard as you’d like.” He opened his mouth to protest, which you knew was going to be along the lines of “I fuck you as hard as I like anyway”, so you hurried to continue over him first. “Then, then–I will go down on you and use my tongue and mouth to clean up your come, my come, and any sticky candy residue from your crotch. Okay?” You could practically see wheels turning in his head. Lick and bite through some candy, get sugar everywhere, fuck you silly, then watch you gag on his sticky cock and lick his pubic hair clean of sugar?

His blue eyes flicked up at you and he smirked, showing half his rotten teeth. “Fuck yeah, baby–let’s do this!”

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Musicaljuice

“Edible underwear?!”

You laughed, and nodded. 

With a lecherous grin, Beetlejuice dove for you. In less time than what it took to blink, you were naked, sprawled on the bed, and he was between your legs. 

It was a good thing you’d trimmed your pubic hair because Beetlejuice didn’t need a second invitation. He crunched through the candy like it was his job, like he was determined to eat as much as demonly possible as fast as demonly possible in case you were going to take it away from him. 

In less than a minute he’d eaten through a majority of the candy strung on its thin strings. It felt like he’d managed to either snap or consume some of the strings themselves, because even though you were on your back, the whole affair felt looser and barely attached to you.

He paused, and looked up your body. His amber eyes were dark with arousal.

“Fucking delicious, but not as sweet as you,” he praised, and latched his entire mouth onto your pussy, laving you immediately with thick, sugary spit. You cried out, and gave up trying to tell him you got a pair for him too. He’d find out soon enough, you reasoned, before you couldn’t think any longer.