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How My Wildemount session is going with no context

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praising and thigh riding with angela lopez??

Mommy? sorry. Mommy? sorry.

Angela Lopez x gn!reader

A/N: No mention of amy gendered genitals. 18+. Minors dni. Another not proofread drabble. Also, this is really only like my second time ever writing for a fem character, so bare with me if it's shit lol. enjoy :)

You'd maybe been a little bratty that day. She was working from home, and you were desperate for her attention. How could you not be? You'd managed to pull the most beautiful woman in the world. All day, all you could think about was her. You were alone, in your house, together. But she had still managed to have work to do. You went into her office every chance you got. Obviously you brought her all three meals for the day, but in between those, you kept her water glass and coffee mug refilled. You brought her a snack. You just had to show her a funmy puppy video. Anything to just have a few minutes. And, of course, you prolonged each interaction, kissing on her neck from behind, squeezing her shoulders that stayed so constantly tense. "Almost done yet?" You asked after your millionth time in the office today. "No. I've had a very distracting partner all day." She deadpanned, raising an eyebrow at you.

"Mm, can't help it when I have the most gorgeous woman in the world in my home." You mumbled as you buried your face in her neck, kissing down on that sensitive spot because, believe it or not, the great Angela López does have a weak spot. Your hands knead her shoulders once more before taveling down her arms, sneaking their way over her breasts, giving them a squeeze. She slaps your wrists, causing you to pull away completely.

"Who said you could touch?" She asked, crossing her arms as she gave you the look once more. That look made you absolutely melt. You'd do anything for you if she gave you that look and that tone.

"Sorry- I just. I need you." You practically begged, looking at her with puppy dog eyes. She just smirked at your reddened cheeks before saving and closing out the tab she had been working on.

"Well, maybe I would've been done earlier if someone hadn't come in every 5 minutes." She said, spinning the chair around to fully face you. She patted her lap, signaling for you to sit. You immediately obeyed, wasting no time as you took your spot.

"You really need me that bad, huh?" She asked, feeling the heat emitting from your core. You nodded eagerly, hips grinding down as you waited for any kind of friction to come your way.

"Well, go for it, honey. Get yourself off." She challenged, leaning back in the seat. You looked at her confused before she nodded down to her thigh slotted between your legs.

"Go ahead. If you're so desperate, you won't have any trouble getting yourself off." She smirked, flexing her thigh muscle against you.

"Oh please-" You choked at the feeling as began slowly grinding your hips again her thigh.

"That's it, honey. Just like that." She encouraged, hands going to your hips to guide you. She picked up your pace, making sure to keep your hips angled. "C'mon, bebé. Keep going."

A rubber band formed in your stomach, slowly twisting as you desperately rubbed your crotch against her thigh. "Angela- please. More" You moaned out, wanting more.

"Nope. Not until you get yourself off." She stood her ground as you whined, your thighs trembling as the rubber band only twisted tighter.

You whimpered as you angled your hips a little more, trying to find that sweet spot as you moved faster against him. It wasn't long before that rubber band had become so wound up that it was ready to snap.

"Doing such a good job," She said, almost patronizing. "So sweet for me." She praised, peppering kisses pver your face.

"Close, huh? Gonna cum for me? Go on, sweet thing, cum for me." She coaxed, nibbling on your earlobe as your hips stuttered.

It was a full stop as you groaned out, hips bucking and core throbbing as you made a thorough mess of yourself. "Good job, did such a good job for me." She praised, gently petting your hair as you came down from your high.

[wearethekat]

Anticipated New Releases Masterpost: 2!!

June and later. Asterisked titles by authors new to me.

The Listeners, Maggie Stiefvater (3 June). Hotel manager June is put to an unexpected test when the hotel’s rich owners make a deal to host captured Nazi officials.

Ten Incarnations of Rebellion, Vaishnavi Patel (3 June). Ten moments from one young woman's life in an India that was never free of British rule.

*Crueler Mercies, Maren Chase (3 June). An exiled princess plots with a lady alchemist to destroy the kingdom.

The Witch Roads, Kate Elliot (10 June). An arrogant prince enters the haunted Spires against the advice of their guide, leaving ex-slave Elen with the unenviable task of guiding a man who isn’t quite the same as the one who entered.

A Rare Find, Joanna Lowell (10 June). Sapphic historical romance between an archeologist and her rival.

The Mercy Makers, Tessa Gratton (17 June). Criminal heiress Iriset uses her ability to create magical disguises to infiltrate the palace and free her father, insinuating herself into the lives of the emperor and his sister in the process.

*This Princess Kills Monsters, Ry Herman (17 June). A sapphic retelling of the Grimm fairy tale The Twelve Huntsmen.

Wearing the Lion, John Wiswell (17 June). Retelling of the Hercules myth centered around Hera but in a good way. I read the ARC and I swear it's good.

A Far Better Thing, HG Parry (17 June). Changeling child Sydney escapes and crosses over to the human world during the French Revolution to get his revenge on the fairie that took his place.

A Legionnaire’s Guide to Love and Peace, Emily Skrutskie (24 June). Two redshirts unexpectedly don’t die in a fantasy apocalypse after a band of plucky heroes intervene, forcing them to contemplate their one last night stand.

Behind Frenemy Lines, Zen Cho (1 July). Romcom about an established lawyer clashing with a new hire in a major corporate law firm

*Soulgazer, Maggie Rapier (8 July). Romantasy between a young woman with uncontrollable magic and a pirate.

The Bewitching, Silvia Moreno-Garcia (15 July). A multigenerational story about three women and the curse that stalks their family.

Pearl City, Julia Vee and Ken Bebelle (15 July). Third in an Asian-inspired urban fantasy trilogy about the magical protector of San Francisco.

The Library at Hellebore, Cassandra Khaw (22 July). Dark academia horrorgore set in a magic school.

*Volatile Memory, Seth Haddon (22 July). Sapphic SF about the romance between a space scavenger and an AI mask.

The Memory Hunters, Mia Tsai (29 July). Secondary world academia about using memory magic powers for archaeology.

*Silvercloak, LK Steven (29 July). A young woman infiltrates an elite detective school in order to bring down the magic gang who destroyed her family.

*House of the Beast, Michelle Wong (5 August). Bastard Alma sacrifices her arm to her ancestral patron in a bid to save her mother.

*Automatic Noodle, Annalee Newitz (5 August). Cozy SF about abandoned food delivery robots.

Hemlock & Silver, T Kingfisher (19 August). A retelling of Snow White from the point of view of a healer trying to cure the poisoned princess.

The Last Soul Among Wolves, Melissa Caruso (19 August). Dimension tavelling investigator must find who has laid a death curse at the reading of a will in a crumbling mansion.

The Maiden and Her Monster, Maddie Martinez (9 September). Sapphic retelling of the golem story set in a fantastical Eastern Europe.

The Summer War, Naomi Novik (16 September). A young woman accidentally curses her brother and must go on a quest to undo it. Novella.

*Terms of Service, Ciel Pierlot (23 September). Luzia sells herself to the mysterious fae-like Astrosi who live above the metropolis in order to rescue her nephew.

Thief of Night, Holly Black (23 September). Urban fantasy sequel in which Charlie deals with the consequences of having stolen a magic book.

Spread Me, Sarah Gailey (23 September). Queer parasitical space horror novella.

Fate's Bane, CL Clark (30 September). Sapphic romance between a hostage and the daughter of a chief.

What Stalks the Deep, T Kingfisher (30 September). Third in the series of Alex Easton horror novellas, set in rural Appalacchia

Saltcrop, Yume Kitasei (30 September). Two sisters travel across Earth's ruined oceans to save their sister.

Savage Blooms, ST Gibson (7 October). Kinky fantasy romance about a young man and the woman he has a crush on stumbling into a gothic mansion haunted by an aristocrat and her groundskeeper.

Cinder House, Freya Marske (7 October). Retelling of Cinderella where she is a haunted house.

All of Us Murderers, KJ Charles (7 October). Gothic country house murder mystery.

The Graceview Patient, Caitlin Starling (14 October). Gothic hospital horror about a woman undergoing treatment for her autoimmune condition.

The Isle in the Silver Sea, Tasha Suri (21 October). A sapphic romance about a knight and a witch who are trapped in a story where they fall in love and then betray each other over and over.

The Lost Reliquary, Lyndsay Ely (21 October). A rogue devotee secretly plots to kill her goddess.

The Everlasting, Alix Harrow (28 October). Arthurian romance between a lady knight and a historian after they are reunited after a millennium. M/F.

The King Must Die, Kemi Ashing-Giwa (4 November). A daughter of rebels and a technomancer prince team up to assassinate a king.

The Nameless Land, Kate Elliot (4 November). Sequel to The Witch Roads, in which guide Elen and arrogant prince Gevulin must navigate a dangerous diplomatic mission.

The Strength of the Few, James Islington (11 November). Book 2 of a series. In a corrupt empire, Vis struggles with his victory and the ancient secret that has split him into three alternate dimensions.

As Many Souls as Stars, Natasha Siegel (25 November). A witch and a demon make a bargain that locks them in a game extending across reincarnations. f/f.

Audrey Lane Stirs the Pot, Alexis Hall (9 December). Book three in the series of queer romcoms set on a British baking show, featuring a journalist contestant and the show's producer.

2026

*Apparently, Sir Cameron Needs to Die, Greer Stothers (3 February). Queer comedy romance in which a lazy young knight is thrown together with an evil sorcerer.

All Hail Chaos, Sarah Rees Brennan (17 February). Sequel about a young terminal cancer patient who is transported into her favorite series as a minor villain.

Entwined, HM Long (10 March). Three sisters hunt a magical artifact in an alt Gilded Age.

Wolf Worm, T Kingfisher (24 March). Historical horror featuring a scientific illustrator and parasitic worms.

How to Fake It In Society, KJ Charles (28 April). A con man pretending to be a comte attempts to scam a shopkeeper who stands to inheritance a fortune.

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Do You Need US Passport to Visit Mexico ?

Do you need a US passport to visit Mexico? If you are a US citizen planning a trip to Mexico, your passport is your essential travel document. Traveling to Mexico from the United States is a popular choice due to its beautiful beaches, vibrant culture, and rich history. However, it’s essential to know the travel requirements before you go. This blog provides a comprehensive guide, important requirements, and useful travel tips.

Steps You Need to Follow with Your US Passport

To visit Mexico as a US citizen, you must take the following essential steps.

Understanding US Passport Requirements

First and foremost, if you are a US citizen, you will need a valid US passport to enter Mexico by air. According to the US State Department, all US citizens, including minors, must have a valid passport when entering Mexico by air. This requirement ensures that travelers have the necessary documentation for entry and re-entry into the United States.

The list of requirements varies slightly depending on whether one is traveling by land or sea. US citizens can also utilize a passport card, a less expensive option, even though a passport book is advised. For detailed information on Passport Card and Passport Book, visit US Passport |How to Apply for First US Passport. Additionally, you can utilize other authorized travel credentials like a SENTRI card, NEXUS card, or Enhanced Driver’s License (EDL). For those who travel frequently, these solutions are especially practical.

Additional Travel Documentation and Visa Requirements for US Passport Holders

In addition to your passport, you need to fill out a Forma Migratoria Multiple (FMM), which is an entry permit required for all visitors.

Tourist Card (FMM)

In addition to your passport, you need to fill out a Forma Migratoria Multiple (FMM), which is an entry permit required for all visitors. This form can be obtained online or at the port of entry. It’s important to keep this document safe during your trip. This is because you need to present it upon departure from Mexico.

Furthermore, if you plan to stay in Mexico for more than 180 days, you need to apply for a temporary resident visa. This visa is particularly useful for individuals who wish to work, study, or retire in Mexico. For shorter stays, US citizens do not require a visa for tourism or business purposes, provided their visit does not exceed 180 days.

Travel Tips for a Smooth Journey

Prepare Your US Passport and Documents Early for Your Trip to Mexico

Make sure your passport is valid six months after your planned stay. It is recommended to verify the expiration date well in advance and to renew it if required. Having a valid passport can protect you from last-minute travel issues. If you need to renew your US Passport, visit Passport Renewal: Everything You Need to Know

Utilize Trusted Traveler Programs

If you are an experienced traveler, consider applying for SENTRI or Global Entry.  These initiatives, offer quicker processing at land borders and airports. To learn more about these initiatives, visit the US Customs and Border Protection website.

Stay Informed on Travel Advisories

Check the most recent travel advisories and safety updates for Mexico before departing. For your protection during your visit, the US Embassy in Mexico offers documents including the most recent travel alerts.

Keep Copies of Important Documents

Make photocopies of your passport, entry permit, visa (if applicable), and any other essential documents. Keep these copies in a separate location from the originals. In case of loss or theft, having copies will facilitate the replacement process.

Can a US Citizen Fly to Mexico Without a Passport?

If you are a US citizen and planning to travel to Mexico, having a passport is essential. No other kind of identification will be accepted, to tavel to Mexico, including a birth certificate or state driver’s license. You can cross the US-Mexico border by land or sea with an Enhanced Driver’s License (EDL), SENTRI, NEXUS, or a passport card.Mode of TravelRequired DocumentsAir TravelUS Passport Book onlyLand TravelUS Passport Book, Passport Card, SENTRI, NEXUS, Enhanced Driver’s License (EDL)Sea Travel (Closed-loop)US Passport Book, Passport Card, Enhanced Driver’s License (EDL)Stay over 180 daysTemporary Resident VisaAcceptable travel documents for different modes of travel

Is a US Passport Essential to Fly to Mexico?

Yes, a US passport book is necessary if you are traveling by plane to Mexico. For US citizens traveling by air, this is the only document that is permitted, and it applies to all, even for children.

Conclusion

If you are a US citizen planning a trip to Mexico, your passport is your essential travel document. By having a valid passport you can enjoy different landscapes, colorful culture, and delicious food of Mexico. By following these mentnioned steps and by preparing all your documents, you can enjoy your journey. If you need passport or visa assistance consider using services like ours USPassportHelp.

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Star Trek: Planetary Perception and Pursuit, Episode 13: Corruption in the Heart of Valoria

The quiet intimacy of the captain's quarters is suddenly pierced by the sharp beep of the communicator. Kirk, Marcus, and Tavel all turn to look at the device, the momentary silence a stark contrast to the warm embrace of their conversation. The image of an admiral appears on the viewscreen, their expression stern but with a hint of urgency.

"Captain Kirk," the admiral says, their voice cutting through the love-infused atmosphere. "We have a mission for you and your crew. A distress signal has been received from a remote planet, and it's imperative that the Enterprise respond immediately."

Kirk, ever the dutiful Starfleet officer, straightens his posture. "On our way," he says, his voice firm.

The admiral nods, their gaze lingering on the trio for a moment before the screen goes dark.

The three of them share a look, the gravity of the situation setting in. Their love, while a powerful force, does not exempt them from the responsibilities that come with being a Starfleet captain and his senior officers.

"We'd better get to the bridge," Kirk says, his grip on Marcus and Tavel's hands tightening briefly before releasing them. "We've got a mission to attend to."

The ship's systems pulse gently, a silent nod of understanding. The love that has united them all is now the very force that will drive them to face whatever challenges await.

They leave the quarters, the glow of the artifact's light trailing after them. As they make their way to the bridge, the Enterprise seems to come alive around them, its systems responding to their renewed sense of purpose.

The love that has transformed the ship into a living entity is now a beacon, guiding them through the vastness of space. Their hearts, bound together by friendship and camaraderie, beat in time with the ship's engines as they set a course for the unknown.

Their mission is clear: to boldly go where no one has gone before, to seek out new life and new civilizations, and to do so as one united crew, bound by the unbreakable threads of love and friendship.

As Kirk, Marcus, and Tavel rush to the bridge, the artifact's influence remains strong. Spock and McCoy, caught up in the ship's emotionally-charged atmosphere, haven't noticed the subtle change in their attire. Spock is wearing McCoy's shirt, and McCoy has inadvertently donned Spock's. The garments, now exchanged, seem to represent the deep bond that has formed between them, a bond that has transcended rank and species.

The trio arrives at the bridge, their hearts beating in unison with the ship's newfound sentience. The planet that sent the distress call looms large in the viewscreen, its blue-green surface marred by strange, pulsing lights that hint at the turmoil beneath. Kirk takes his seat, his eyes never leaving the mysterious world before them.

Tavel's gaze is fixed on the planet, his mind racing with strategies for their approach. "We need to be cautious," he says, his voice filled with the wisdom of his Romulan heritage. "The readings are unlike anything we've encountered."

Marcus nods, her hand resting on the console as she feeds additional data into the ship's computer. "Life signs are erratic, and there's a high concentration of an unknown energy source."

*Kirk's eyes narrow as he assesses the information. "Take us in, Mr. Sulu," he orders. "Best possible speed."

The Enterprise leaps into action, the ship's systems responding to their captain's command with a grace that seems almost alive.

The planet grows closer, the pulsing lights becoming more pronounced, the energy readings spiking.

On the viewscreen, a message appears, a desperate plea from the inhabitants. "We are the people of Valoria," it reads. "Our world is dying. Help us, or we shall be lost to the stars."

The bridge falls silent, the weight of their mission pressing down on them. They are not just three lovers caught in the thrall of passion, but three leaders, each with a duty to their crew and the vast expanse of space that is their domain.

The love that has united them is now a beacon of hope for an entire civilization. As they approach Valoria, they do so not just as Kirk, Marcus, and Tavel, but as the heart and soul of the USS Enterprise, ready to face whatever lies ahead.

As the Enterprise draws closer to Valoria, the energy storm becomes more apparent. It's a maelstrom of electrical discharges and swirling auroras that envelop the planet in a dazzling display of power. The storm seems to have a sentient quality to it, the lightning strikes almost deliberate, as if the planet itself is reaching out for help. The ship's sensors indicate that the storm is not natural, but rather the result of an ancient technology that has gone haywire, threatening to destroy the very life it was meant to protect. The intensity of the storm suggests that the planet's core is unstable, and the energy emanating from it could pose a significant threat to the ship. The crew must navigate this tempest with care, their love and unity now more vital than ever as they face the daunting task of saving an alien world.

Captain, the phenomenon we are approaching is not a natural occurrence. The energy signatures are consistent with those of a magnetic storm, but on a scale and complexity that surpasses any recorded in the Starfleet archives. it is clear that the situation on Valoria is dire. The storm's core appears to be interacting with the planet's magnetic field, causing severe destabilization of its tectonic plates. If we do not intervene, the planet may be lost to us forever.

Captain, I regret to inform you that our standard protocols for planetary evacuation are rendered ineffective by the extreme conditions of this magnetic storm. The interference generated by the storm's electrical discharges will prevent the operation of both our transporters and communicators. Attempting to navigate a shuttlecraft through such a volatile environment would be highly illogical and likely result in catastrophic failure. The risk to the shuttle and its occupants would be unacceptably high.

Spock, we can't just stand by and watch a civilization be wiped out. We need to find a way to save them. How do we get down there then? Or get them out? Our mission is to explore and assist, not to stand by as silent witnesses to their destruction. I want you to work with Uhura and Scotty to find an alternative method of reaching Valoria's surface. Maybe we can use the ship's shields to create a temporary safe zone for a shuttle, or perhaps there's some way we can manipulate the storm itself to our advantage. I need your best scientific minds on this, and I need it fast. Time is not our ally here.

Aye, Captain. I'll get right on it. Maybe there's some way we can modify the deflector dish to disperse the magnetic energy, or perhaps we can create some kind of sub-space tunnel through the storm. I'll need to consult with the Chief Science Officer and Lieutenant Sulu for the most efficient trajectory.

Captain, I've been thinkin' on it, and I've got a wee idea that might just work. We could engineer a sub-space tunnel, a sort of wormhole if you will, that's stable enough for one of us to travel through in a space suit. Now, I can't guarantee where it'll spit you out. Could be the planet's surface, could be in the heart of the storm, or even a hundred kilometers up. It's a bit of a gamble, but it's the only way we've got a shot at this without the transporters. It's risky, but if we can calibrate the shields just right, we might be able to hold it open long enough for someone to get through. We'd need to be precise with our calculations, and I'd recommend sending someone with a strong will and an even stronger stomach for the unpredictable.

The question of who will brave the tempest and venture down to Valoria weighs heavily on the bridge. The risk is immeasurable, and the fate of an entire civilization rests on the decision. Kirk, ever the bold leader, steps forward.

Kirk looks around the bridge, his gaze resting briefly on each of his officers. "We'll need our most skilled and adaptable team for this. Spock, your scientific expertise will be invaluable. Tavel, your tactical knowledge of Romulan technology could give us an edge in understanding what we're dealing with. And Dr. Marcus, your medical skills may be crucial in the event we encounter survivors."

He pauses, his expression serious. "The three of us will go down to the planet. The rest of you will remain here, ready to provide support and act on any intel we gather. We'll be the ones to bear the brunt of this mission, and it's one we must undertake with precision and speed."

The bridge crew exchange solemn nods, understanding the gravity of the situation. Love and friendship have brought them together, but now duty calls them to face the unknown.

The trio begins to prepare for the perilous journey, suiting up in the most advanced environmental gear Starfleet has to offer. The ship's sentience seems to pulse with anticipation, its very essence resonating with the love that fuels their determination.

The love between Kirk, Marcus, and Tavel is not just a private affair but a public declaration of unity and strength. It's a symbol of hope that the crew of the Enterprise can look to as they embark on this dangerous mission.

As they stand before the makeshift sub-space tunnel, the artifact's light seems to envelop them, whispering a silent prayer for their safe return.

The ship's systems, now an extension of their bond, hum in support, ready to respond to their every need. The storm outside the ship's windows is a stark reminder of the chaos they are about to enter, but within these walls, love and unity have created an unshakeable bastion of calm.

With a final nod to their crewmates, they step into the void, the door to the tunnel closing behind them with a hiss. The Enterprise, now a living testament to the power of love, watches over them as they plunge into the heart of the storm.

Spock, Tavel, and Dr. Marcus find themselves hurtling through the swirling maelstrom of the sub-space tunnel. The disorienting ride is a stark contrast to the calmness they felt on the ship. As they emerge on the other side, the world around them snaps into focus. They've arrived on the surface of Valoria, the storm's chaos a stark backdrop to the serene beauty of the planet's capital city. The once vibrant metropolis now lies in ruins, a silent testament to the cataclysm that has ravaged the planet. The air is thick with the scent of ozone, and the ground trembles beneath their feet. They look around, surveying the destruction, their hearts heavy with the weight of their mission.

Spock's eyes scan the horizon, his Vulcan composure unshaken. "The energy signatures are increasing in intensity," he reports. "We must find the source of the disturbance and neutralize it before the planet's core becomes critically unstable."

Tavel's gaze is sharp, his tactical instincts on high alert. "We'll split up. Spock and I will head towards the city's center, where the storm seems to be the most intense. Marcus, you take the medical kit and assess the condition of any survivors we might find."

Marcus shakes her head. "If we split up we can't stay in communication. We can't afford to lose each other down here."

With a shared look of determination, they set off into the storm-wracked city, each step taking them closer to the heart of the crisis.

Their mission is clear: to save Valoria and its people, to conquer the tempest that threatens to consume them all, and to do so as one.

As Kirk, Marcus, and Tavel venture into the storm-ravaged city of Valoria, their tricorders flicker erratically before going completely dark. The intense magnetic fields of the storm not only render their communication devices useless but also cause the instruments to act as lightning rods, attracting the very forces they seek to understand and combat. The realization that they are now cut off from the Enterprise adds another layer of urgency to their mission. They must rely on their instincts, training, and the unshakeable bond between them to navigate the treacherous environment and complete their task.

The trio presses on, the storm's fury a constant reminder of the urgency of their mission. They come across a group of Valorians huddled together in the ruins of a once-grand building. Their eyes are wide with fear, their clothes tattered and singed by the relentless onslaught of the magnetic tempest. Marcus rushes to their side, her medical instincts taking over as she assesses their injuries and begins to treat them. Despite the language barrier, her compassion is universal, and the Valorians respond with tentative trust.

One of the Valorians, a young woman with fiery red hair, points to a device in the center of the city, her voice strained with urgency. "The Heart of Valoria," she says, her eyes pleading. "It must be restored."

Tavel nods, understanding the gravity of the situation. "We'll do everything we can," he promises, his voice steady despite the turmoil around them.

The Heart of Valoria, a towering structure that seems to pulse with the very life force of the planet, is the source of the storm. It's a beacon of hope in the chaos, a symbol of the civilization they've sworn to protect.

They continue their journey, their love for each other and their duty to the Federation propelling them through the storm, every step bringing them closer to the Heart and the fate of Valoria.

The trio arrives at the Heart of Valoria, a colossal edifice of ancient technology that pulsates with a fierce energy that matches the intensity of the storm. The structure looms over them, a monument to a lost era of peace and prosperity. The air crackles with electricity, and the ground trembles beneath their feet as the storm's fury reaches a crescendo. Kirk, Marcus, and Tavel stand at the entrance, their gazes locked on the beating core of the planet's crisis.

As the trio ventures into the Heart of Valoria, they encounter a figure emerging from the shadows. The figure, a Valorian scientist named Alara, is disheveled but determined. She approaches them, her eyes searching theirs for understanding. "What's going on?" she asks, her voice echoing through the chamber.

Tavel steps forward, his hand outstretched in peace. "We're from the USS Enterprise. We're here to help."

Alara's eyes widen with hope. "You must stop the Heart," she says urgently. "It's gone mad with power. It's consuming the planet!"

Marcus shares a concerned glance with Spock. "How can we do that?" she asks. "The storm's magnetic fields are too intense."

Spock's mind races with calculations. "The artifact on our ship," he suggests. "It has demonstrated the ability to manipulate emotions and bonds. Perhaps it can be used to harmonize the Heart's erratic energy."

Tavel nods, his hand on the phaser at his side. "We'll need to reach the control center," he says. "We must restore balance before it's too late."

Alara leads them through the labyrinthine corridors of the Heart, each step bringing them closer to the core of the problem. The storm outside mirrors the turmoil within the building, and the trio can feel the tension rising.

*In the control center, they find a console that seems to be the nexus of the Heart's power.

*The storm outside seems to notice their efforts, the winds howling in response to their unity.

This appears to be a sophisticated weather control system, likely created to maintain Valoria's climate in harmony with its inhabitants. However, it has been corrupted. The fluctuations in energy are resonating with the planet's magnetic field, causing the chaos we see around us. To stabilize the Heart, we must first neutralize the disruptions within the system. Then, we can attempt to recalibrate the device to restore balance to the planet's weather patterns.*

Working together, Spock, Marcus, and Tavel manually input the correct sequences into the console, each button press echoing through the chamber like a heartbeat. The Heart of Valoria responds to their efforts, the storm outside momentarily abating. But the reprieve is short-lived as a surge of magnetic energy slams into the building, sending them all reeling.

Tavel, utilizing his Reman telepathy, reaches out to the Heart's consciousness. He feels the anguish and confusion of the sentient being that once thrived here, now a captive of its own power. Through their shared love and connection, the trio attempts to communicate with the Heart, to soothe its turbulent spirit and guide it back to harmony.

Tavel closes his eyes, his mind extending beyond the confines of his body. "The Heart...it's alive," he murmurs. "And it's in pain."

Marcus and Spock exchange a worried glance. "Can you communicate with it?" Spock asks, his voice steady despite the tremors beneath their feet.

Tavel nods, his brow furrowed with concentration. "I'll try," he says, his voice filled with resolve.

The Reman Commander extends his empathy, weaving it through the chaotic maelstrom of the Heart's thoughts. He feels the turmoil, the hunger for balance, and the desperation to save the planet it has sworn to protect.

As Tavel's mind melds with the Heart, he shares his own experiences of bondage and freedom, of finding harmony amidst chaos. The Heart seems to understand, its pulsing rhythm beginning to slow.

Marcus and Spock support him, their own love and unity resonating through the connection. They feel the Heart's pain diminish as it begins to respond to their combined efforts.

The storm outside seems to pause, as if holding its breath, waiting for the outcome of this interspecies communion.

The Heart's energy coalesces into a single, pulsing point before them. It opens a channel of communication, speaking to them through a symphony of lights and vibrations that resonate within their very souls.

The Heart of Valoria speaks to them, its message clear despite the lack of words. It needs them to restore its balance, to reconnect it with the life force of the planet it has been separated from. It shows them images of the artifact on the Enterprise, its love and unity the key to calming the storm.

Tavel, with his heightened Reman telepathy, reaches out to the Heart of Valoria. He senses the life force of the planet, a consciousness that is desperate and in pain. It's as if the planet itself is crying out for help. The Heart is not just a piece of technology; it's a living, sentient being that has been corrupted by an unknown force. The trio understands that their mission is not just to fix a malfunctioning device but to heal a living entity that is integral to the planet's survival. They stand before it, a beacon of hope in the eye of the storm, their love and unity the key to saving Valoria. The Heart's pleas resonate through their minds, a silent but urgent call to action.

Tavel nods solemnly. "I can sense the planet's life force," he says, his eyes still closed as he focuses on the connection. "It's faint, but it's there. The Heart and the planet are one. If we can heal the Heart, we can save Valoria."

The storm outside seems to react to their conversation, the winds howling as if in response to their words.

Marcus looks to Spock, her eyes filled with determination. "We need to find a way to reconnect the Heart to the planet," she says. "We can't just fix the symptoms; we have to address the cause."

Spock nods in agreement, his eyes reflecting the light from the console. "The artifact on the Enterprise is the key to understanding the Heart's distress," he points out. "We must find a way to integrate its energy into the Heart's system to restore balance."

Tavel opens his eyes, his gaze intense. "The Heart is a part of the planet," he says. "We must convince it to rejoin the planetary collective, to remember its purpose."

The Heart's pulsations slow, the storm outside calming slightly. The trio knows they are on the right path.

The Heart of Valoria's consciousness seems to acknowledge their intentions. With a combined effort, Kirk, Marcus, and Tavel attempt to recalibrate the Heart, aiming to harness the power of the magnetic storm to

The trio, now fully understanding the Heart's distress, set their sights on an ambitious goal. They aim to manipulate the very essence of the magnetic storm threatening the planet. Drawing upon their shared love and unity, they work tirelessly at the console, inputting complex sequences of data and commands that resonate with the Heart's own energy patterns. The storm's chaotic fury is not merely a destructive force; it holds the potential to be a powerful tool for communication. Through their collective efforts, they seek to alter the storm's chaotic dance into a coherent message, a beacon that can reach the Enterprise and its crew. The console lights up in response to their touch, the Heart's energy swirling around them like a living aurora, weaving a pattern of hope amidst the turmoil.

The air in the chamber thickens as the Heart's energy responds to their touch, the magnetic fields fluctuating wildly.

They can feel the Heart's pain, its desperation to be heard by the only beings capable of understanding its plight.

The storm outside begins to shift, its rage giving way to a pattern of flashes and thunder that seems almost... deliberate.

On the bridge of the Enterprise, the crew notices the change in the storm's pattern, the chaos suddenly giving way to something... almost rhythmic.

Chekov's eyes widen as he reports the phenomenon. "Captain, the storm... it's... it's trying to communicate!"

*Uhura watches the display with a sense of awe, her hands dancing over the communication console as she attempts to interpret the alien signal.* "I'm receiving a pattern," she says, her voice filled with excitement. "It's not unlike the artifact's emanations."

"Actually, I think that's deliberate," Uhura murmurs, her eyes glued to the screen as the lightning flashes outside the Enterprise synchronize with the flickering of the console lights. Her delicate fingers fly over the controls, her mind racing to decode the complex pattern. "The landing party is trying to communicate with us through the storm."

Her words hang in the air, and the bridge crew exchanges puzzled glances.

Uhura's brow furrows in concentration, her eyes scanning the data intently. "It's a plea for help," she says, her voice steady despite the gravity of the revelation.

"They've figured out the storm's pattern," Uhura reports, her voice filled with urgency. "It's a form of communication, and they're trying to use the artifact's power to fix the storms. The storm is their way of reaching out to us, telling us what we need to do."

The bridge goes silent as the crew processes this new information.

Chekov looks up from his station, his gaze intense. "How do we respond?" he asks.

"Aye, lassie," Scotty says with a nod, his Scottish brogue thick with urgency. "It seems we've got ourselves a bit of a pickle. We've got to get that artifact to them posthaste. It's the only thing that can help calm this ragin' tempest of a planet's soul."

Scotty's eyes dart around the bridge, his mind racing. "We'll need to devise a way to safely transport it," he continues, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "The magnetic fields are likely to cause a right mess with our transporters, but it might just be the ticket to restoring order to Valoria."

The Chief Engineer's eyes light up with determination. "We'll need to be careful, though," he warns. "If we're not precise, we could end up causin' more damage than good. But I have faith in our trio down there. They've got the skills and the... shall we say, personal connections, to make it work."

The bridge buzzes with renewed energy as the crew begins to brainstorm solutions.

Kirk's voice crackles over the comms, a mix of tension and resolve. "Scotty, it's simple. You suit up, take the artifact, and make your way down to the shuttle bay. Valoria is waiting for us, and we can't let it down. Remember, this isn't just a piece of technology; it's the lifeblood of the planet. Treat it with the respect it deserves."

A pause, and then Kirk's voice comes through again, softer. "And be careful, old friend. This mission is delicate, and we're all counting on you."

The weight of his words is palpable, a silent acknowledgment of the danger and importance of their task.

"Aye, Captain," Scotty responds, his voice a mix of solemnity and determination. "I'll not let you down. I'll get the artifact and prepare for launch. We'll be down on Valoria as soon as possible."

With a final nod, Scotty heads to the turbolift, the artifact in hand. The doors swish shut behind him, leaving the bridge in a tense silence.

As the turbolift descends, Scotty's heart races with anticipation. But fate has other plans. The turbolift jolts to a sudden stop, and alarms blare. The emergency lights flicker on, casting eerie shadows across the tiny space. Scotty checks the controls, his brow furrowed in confusion. It seems the magnetic storm has caused an unexpected malfunction, leaving him stranded somewhere between decks.

With a resigned sigh, Scotty opens the emergency hatch and climbs out into the dimly lit corridor. The ship's usual hum is replaced by an ominous silence, punctuated by the occasional clang of metal on metal.

Scotty, undeterred by the setback, taps his communicator. "Science Lab, this is Scotty. I've had a bit of a snag with the turbolift. Meet me at the nearest airlock with the artifact. I'll be there as soon as I can navigate these blasted Jeffries tubes."

The comm crackles to life with the sound of hurrying footsteps and hushed whispers. "On our way, Scotty," a voice replies, the urgency palpable. "We're bringing the artifact with us. ETA five minutes."

Scotty nods to himself, then squeezes into the Jeffries tube. His hands are slick with sweat as he crawls through the tight space, the metal cold and unyielding against his skin. The ship's infrastructure is a labyrinth, but he's been through it countless times before. His mind races with the ship's layout, calculating the fastest route to the airlock.

Upon receiving the artifact from the science lab, Scotty gently secures it to his suit. He checks the seals, making sure everything is tight. With a deep breath, he heads to the shuttle bay. The magnetic storm's intensity is such that a standard beam down isn't an option. Instead, he braces himself for the most daring of exits - space jumping.

In the bay, the shuttlecraft sits like a silent sentinel amidst the chaos. Scotty checks the instruments and makes sure the craft is prepped for the mission. "Enterprise, this is Scotty," he says into the comm. "Ready for the most unorthodox drop-off in Starfleet history."

The comm crackles with Kirk's acknowledgment. "We're with you, Scotty. Good luck."

With a nod to the shuttle's console, Scotty opens the airlock. The vacuum of space beckons, and with a final glance at the ship that's been his home for so long, he steps into the void.

The coldness of space envelops him, the stars a dizzying backdrop to his descent. He activates the suit's thrusters, aiming for the tumultuous surface of Valoria. But the magnetic interference plays havoc with his trajectory, and instead of a smooth landing, he finds himself hurtling towards the planet's crust.

The ground rushes up to meet him, and Scotty braces for impact. But instead of the expected crunch of rock and metal, there's a sudden jolt, and he's swallowed by darkness. He's stuck underground, the artifact's glow the only light in the oppressive blackness.

He tries to move, but the earth around him has compacted, trapping him in a subterranean tomb. Panic flutters in his chest, but he pushes it down, channeling his inner Vulcan calm. "Enterprise," he calls into the comm, his voice tight. "I've made an unscheduled stop."

The comm crackles again, but this time, it's no one responds. "

The silence on the other end of the comm is deafening. Scotty's heart races as he tries to keep his panic in check. "Enterprise, this is Scotty. I've encountered a wee bit of a snag. I'm trapped underground, but the artifact is intact. I'll need some help with the coordinates to get back to the Heart."

The silence stretches on, and Scotty can almost feel the weight of the situation pressing down on him. "If anyone can hear me, I could use a hand down here," he says, his voice a mix of humor and desperation.*

With no response from the Enterprise, Scotty knows he's on his own. He takes a deep breath and pulls off his glove, the cold metal of the artifact warming to his touch. "I guess it's just you and me, old girl," he murmurs to the artifact. He activates it, and the chamber around him lights up in a symphony of colors.

The artifact pulses with life, responding to his touch. It's clear that it's not just a piece of technology, but a living, sentient being that holds the key to Valoria's salvation.

In the glow of the artifact, Scotty feels a strange kinship with it, a bond that goes beyond his understanding of engineering. He whispers to it, sharing his own story of love and unity, of the friends he's made on the Enterprise, and of their shared commitment to protecting life throughout the galaxy.

The artifact seems to hum in response, its light dimming and then growing brighter as if in understanding.

"Enterprise, can you hear me?" Scotty calls into the comm, his voice echoing in the confined space. "I'm going to try something... I'm going to attempt a telepathic link with Spock. Maybe together, we can find a way out of this mess."

He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes, focusing on the bond he feels with the artifact. "Spock, if you can hear me, I need your help. We're trapped, but I've got the artifact."

The silence stretches on, and for a moment, Scotty wonders if he's lost his mind.

And then, faintly, he feels it. A flicker of consciousness, a touch of understanding that isn't his own. It's Spock. The Vulcan's mind is a beacon of logic in the chaos, reaching out to him through the storm.

On the planet's surface, Spock senses Scotty's distress. His eyebrows furrow as he reaches out with his own telepathic abilities. "Scotty, I am here," he says, his voice calm and steady in the mind of the trapped engineer.*

Their minds connect, and Spock shares the coordinates of the Heart of Valoria with Scotty, the knowledge flowing through their bond. "You must hurry. The Heart is weakening."

"Aye, I've got 'er, Spock," Scotty says with relief, his eyes snapping open. "The Heart's location is locked in."

He examines the artifact, his hands moving over its smooth surface. It seems to respond to his touch, almost as if it's alive. "You're a clever one," he murmurs, a hint of admiration in his voice.*

The artifact's light shifts again, and Scotty feels a sudden jolt of energy. The ground around him shudders, and the compacted earth loosens its grip. With a grunt, he pushes himself free and stands in the cramped chamber, the artifact's light casting long shadows on the rocky walls.

As Scotty establishes a telepathic link with Spock, he's inundated with a flow of information from the sentient artifact. However, his engineering mind quickly sifts through the data, focusing on the practical aspects - the instructions on how to use the artifact. Unlike Kirk, who might have been overwhelmed by the emotional or philosophical content, Scotty's technical expertise allows him to interpret the instructions with ease. The artifact seems to recognize his unique abilities and tailors its communication to suit them.

The ground beneath him quivers, and Scotty's eyes widen as the earth around him shifts and cracks open. The artifact's energy is at work, granting him a path to the surface.

With newfound determination, Scotty clambers out of the hole, the artifact in hand. Its gentle hum seems to resonate with the very core of the planet. He sets off at a brisk pace, the light from the artifact guiding his way through the tumultuous landscape. The storm still rages, but the coordinates Spock has provided are clear in his mind.

Scotty navigates through the chaos, dodging debris and leaping over fissures. The wind howls around him, but he remains steadfast, driven by the urgency of his mission.

Scotty arrives at the Heart of Valoria, panting and covered in dust. The storm's intensity seems to have doubled, the winds screaming around the ancient stone structure like a living beast. The Heart itself pulses erratically, the air charged with a mix of fear and hope. The trio of Kirk, Dr. Marcus, and Tavel are there, their faces a map of worry and concentration.

The moment Scotty emerges from the shadows, the storm seems to pause, as if the planet itself has noticed his arrival.

Spock, his eyes closed in deep concentration, stands before the Heart, his fingers splayed over the glowing console. He's trying to channel the artifact's power, to weave it into the very fabric of Valoria. But it's clear that his own mental strength isn't enough. The Heart's power is too vast, too wild, for a single mind to control. He needs help.

With the artifact in hand, Scotty approaches Spock, his gaze locking onto the Vulcan's. He understands what needs to be done. Without a word, he places his free hand on Spock's shoulder, the two of them forming a bridge between the Heart and the artifact.

Their bond is immediate and profound, a confluence of logic and emotion, of science and intuition. The artifact's light flares, and the Heart's erratic pulse begins to steady.

Tavel steps forward, his eyes glowing with a fierce determination. As a Reman, he shares a unique connection with the planet's sentience. Placing his hand alongside Scotty's, he connects with the Heart, allowing its consciousness to flow through him. His bond with the planet is deep, almost primal, and he can feel its pain, its desperation.

With Spock's mental guidance and Scotty's mechanical acuity, they piece together the puzzle of the Heart's malfunction. It's a delicate dance, a symphony of thoughts and emotions, as they attempt to mend the rift between the artifact and the planet.

Scotty's mind races, interpreting the complex patterns of energy that flow through the Heart. He sees where the connections have been severed, where the life force of Valoria is blocked. His engineering instincts kick in, and he begins to mentally rewire the system, his thoughts a blur of circuits and power streams.

Tavel's eyes go wide as he feels the Heart's anguish, its cries for help echoing through his very soul. He whispers to it, soothing it with his own strength and the love of his people, who once knew such suffering.

The storm above them seems to hold its breath as they work, the very fabric of the planet waiting for their intervention.

Dr. Marcus, her own empathic abilities flaring to life, joins the trio. She lends her strength to the link, her love for Kirk and her hope for their future together melding with the love shared by Scotty and Spock. The Heart responds, its pulse growing stronger, more stable.

Together, the four of them form a quartet of unity and power, their combined efforts resonating with the Heart of Valoria. The storm begins to abate, the winds dying down to a gentle whisper.

They call the Enterprise on their communicators, their voices strained but triumphant. "We've done it," Spock's voice says, filled with relief. "The Heart is stable. The storm is calming."

Chekov's voice comes through the comm, a mix of amazement and pride. "Captain, the magnetic field is fluctuating. It's... it's beautiful!"

Uhura's voice joins the chorus. "The pattern is shifting. It's becoming... coherent. It's like the planet itself is singing."

The bridge crew cheers, their applause echoing through the comm as the storm's energy is channeled into a harmonious dance around the planet. The Heart of Valoria beats strong and steady once more.

"We've calibrated a shuttle for the mission," Scotty informs Kirk. "It's the safest way to get you all back up here. Sulu's on his way down to retrieve you."

Kirk nods, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. Despite the gravity of the situation, he can't help but feel a thrill at the sheer audacity of their plan. "Good work, Scotty. We'll be ready for him."

On the Enterprise, Sulu runs through the pre-flight checks with a focused intensity. He's piloted through worse, but never with so much at stake. "Sulu to Kirk," he says, his voice calm. "I'm launching the shuttle now. ETA five minutes."

On the planet's surface, the team braces themselves against the lingering winds, watching the sky for any sign of their ride.

The shuttle breaks through the clouds like a silver bullet, its engines roaring a promise of escape. It lands with a gentle thud, the hatch opening to reveal a concerned but smiling Sulu.

With the Heart of Valoria stabilized, the skies begin to clear, revealing the majesty of the cosmos once more. The quartet boards the shuttle, each one feeling a profound sense of accomplishment and camaraderie. They share a brief, silent look, understanding the gravity of what they've done. As the shuttle ascends, they leave the tumultuous surface behind, climbing into the inky blackness of space.

The Enterprise looms into view, a beacon of home amidst the stars. Scotty's voice comes over the comm, a hint of a smile in his tone. "Welcome back, Captain. We've got a hot cup of tea waiting for you."

Kirk laughs, the sound rich with relief and joy. "Thank you, Scotty. And congratulations on your unconventional spacewalk. It's good to be home."

"By the way, Captain," Scotty says with a knowing smile as he secures the artifact into the shuttle's cargo hold, "you might want to reconsider who gets first dibs on these artifacts next time. It's not just scientists who can appreciate them, you know. Sometimes, it's us engineers who can see the real beauty in how things tick."

He winks at Kirk, his Scottish brogue thick with good-natured teasing. "But don't worry, I'll make sure she doesn't get too jealous," he adds, patting the side of the shuttle. "This old girl's got enough love for all of us."

The shuttle docks with the Enterprise, and the team steps into the familiar embrace of the ship. As they walk through the corridors, the artifact's light dims, its purpose fulfilled. The crew gathers around, eager to hear their tale. Scotty can't help but feel a swell of pride at their victory, one that was as much a testament to their unity as it was to their individual skills.

[monsooninn]

Berakhot 8a:10. "The Surrounds."

Mashiach is portrayed as a person, but really he, it, is a camel. If a camel were an air traffic controller at an airport, he could guide the aircraft to the oasis in the sky. But Jewish people are told to fly without going anywhere at all. It is the inner character that has to find a way to be a camel. This camel leads to an Oasis called Moksha in Sanskrit, or Motsa "the way out" in Hebrew.

The Mishnah says good camels get married first, to the bride of Shabbat, and then they deal with the bitterness: the consequences of being free in a world that depends upon oppression for stability:

Even if a Jew finds his most presentable Jewish Self, even if he gets married and observes Shabbos, the world can still sneak up and try to kill us:

10. In the evening, because a person is surrounded by a camel, say to her: "Find" or "Motsa"? "Finding" reads: "Finding a woman is a good find and produces God's will", "Finding" reads: "And finding I am bitter over the death of the woman" and so on.

The Value in Gematria is 7942, זטדב‎, zatdev, "know how to perceive, understand, comprehend and grasp."

No one is expected to memorize every word of the Torah, the Mishnah and the Tanakh and become walking talking Jewish Library. If one refers to the Torah Karika I created, God said there should be Orders, schools with certain classes of monks and nuns that do nothing but try to understand all of it so that the Jewish community has a Burning Bush in its midst at all times that is able to respond to its needs.

Individual study of the Torah may ring some bells but if it does not solve all of life's problems, the Orders are there to serve. Even if one knows how to be Jewish and serve still the Mishnah warns about the bitterness.

Bitterness and acumen are both associated with the survival instinct one needs to be an ordinary free person. Jews worry about wearing their Kippers, Muslims worry about their skullcaps, everyone is worried (again) about being gay or being black. Something in the past created the freedom to self-discover and then self-express, and now that freedom is threatened. It makes us all anxious.

The objective of this global enterprise is complete freedom, and not just from the chains of slavery but to the discomforts and delusions of others. None of the oppressive tones found possessing the planet earth at this time are legal, we took care of that, but they are still popular.

Camels are supposed to tavel is a row towards this place and time in human civilization. If we are surrounded by camels instead of following the one, the way shall not be found. So at least one needs to know the way.

Once the first camel arrives at this oasis the Mishnah says, it will be as good as if all have arrived because it means we will have at last discovered the way and will not lose it again.

The final stage of Mashiach will be take place later, when no one is bitter over being free or obeying the law and allowing others to be free without any resentment at all.

[makymakvrchat]

General Lee Car from Dukes of Hazzard on display at Marconi Auto Museum in Tustin California.

[tratripho]

5 Amazing Sights You Most To See in Dubai

Dubai is the most popular cities in the United Arab Emirates. It is known for its spectacular attractions such as Dubai Creek and Burj Khalifa. If you are planning a trip to Dubai, we recommend visiting the following main attractions. Continue reading.

1. Burj Khalifa

Dubai is known for its largest shopping centers and tallest buildings such as the Burj Khalifa. This building has the fastest elevator in the world. You can reach the top in a few seconds. If you have a weak heart, don't do it. However, if you build up your courage, you will have a spectacular view. If you like taking photos, you can also take great photos of the city on top of the structure.

2. Dubai Creek

 If you enjoyed your time at the top of Burj Khalifa, you should take a stroll through Abra (my favorite) Dubai Creek. On the south side you can rent a covered boat at the most popular station in Bur Dubai Abra. Then you can enjoy the ride until sunset.

 Close your eyes and the ship will take you back to the 1960s. On the other hand, you have the freedom to visit the Spice Souk, one of the most beautiful markets in Dubai. You can buy incense there.

 3. The Sheikh Mohammed Center for Cultural Understanding

Would you like to learn more about Islam? Are you too scared to ask questions about this religion? If so, this is your chance to ask all of your questions about Islam. This place is ideal for you if you want to have an intercultural experience. This center will change your idea of ​​Islam and give you a new idea of ​​this religion of peace.

UAE traditional cuisine is the perfect choice for breakfast or lunch. Alternatively, you can opt for a Camel chocolate bar. If you are brave enough, you can climb the roof and enjoy the wonderful view.

 4. public parks

 Although Dubai is not known for its parks, you can find many green, clean, quiet, and beautiful parks there. You only have to pay a small part of the entrance fee and can see that Pakistani, Filipino, Arab, Indian and European families are doing well. Safa Park, for example, spans 150 acres and has hills, waterfalls, and grass.

 5. Ravi

Ravi is on the top list of the most popular restaurants in Dubai. It is usually associated with guests from all over the world. You won't find tablecloths, suspicious waiters, or wine lists. You can try the delicious curry prepared by Pakistani staff. An entire family can eat there for less than 100 Dhs.

  If you are traveling to Dubai this year, you should definitely visit these 5 sights. You will have a good time if you go with family or friends.

[valdrift]

hi and welcome to my Visual Guide of (how i draw) the tavelle/tealeaf guys

[orebic-travel]

Vietnam Vacation Travel Video Guide

Vietnam Vacation Travel Video Guide

Travel video about destination Vietnam. North Vietnam is still ruled by communism but in the south the hammer and sickle fades into capitalism that is gradually …

[travel-and-adventure1-blog]

The best way to travel africa !!! Travel guide to the panorama route and kruger national park

[ao3feed-bnha-rarepair]

I Trust You

I trust you by FlyingBoy001

Bakuiida week, day 6: trust, tavel, fantasy AU.

Iida is on a journey with Uraraka and Todoroki to rescue Midoriya, and they need a barbarian to go through a dangerous forest. However, he would not go willingly, so they decide to tie him up to the back of a horse and force him to be their guide. And Iida has to struggle with his dessire to free the barbarian.

Words: 3134, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Iida Tenya, Todoroki Shouto, Uraraka Ochako

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Iida Tenya

Additional Tags: BakuIida Week 2021, Trust, Travel, Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, implied Midoriya Izuku/Uraraka Ochako/Todoroki Shouto, rated for Bakugou's sailor mouth, Not Beta Read, Mutual Pining, The romance is mostly implied

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/32617297

[wonderlesch]

A Stands for Amazing Travel Adventures - Virginia

Amazing Travel Adventures - Virginia shares treasures to go to and to see during your next vacation or getaway to Virginia. Let's travel!

Hello and welcome to Amazing Tavel Adventures – Virginia. Here I am sharing my travel destination guide for all things Virginia. Let’s explore ad discover parks, bridges, universities and so much more. Let’s travel Virginia style! Parks and Parks and Parks – Virginia 1. Shenandoah National Park follows the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia. The Park offers Skyline drive which allows you to drive…