Pour fêter leurs trois ans de mandat, les écologistes feront notamment voter aux conseillers municipaux une série de subventions culturelles portées par l'adjointe Nathalie Perrin-Gilbert.
Et l'une d'entre elles, d'un petit montant de 1500 euros, fait tiquer à droite.
Elle doit revenir aux artistes de Lundy Grandpré, qui font appel à l'écosexualité, l'écoféminisme et la "botanique jubilatoire".
Plusieurs performances passées sont à retrouver sur leur site et réseaux sociaux. A l'instar de celle où un homme nu évolue dans un jardin, où a été installé un sex-toy. Le tout, devant un public composé notamment d'enfants.
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Trapped in a VideoGame Dream
BN dreams are back! OwO
So there's a hot new VR game. Unfortunately net navis are reporting their operators are ill or something because once they play, they never can log out. Officials managed to mod the game to create a room for their agents who got trapped. They monitor the game and beam that information to the real world. They had criminal suspects, but all of them got game-overed. Now they're stuck and wondering if they can send a net navi in to do the job . . . Hub
Meanwhile at the forest level. We have a hunting Dingo setting his eyes on an awkward beast. They don't walk normal, lacks instincts, can't even drink from the river right. Turns out it's another player with animal-shapeshifting abilities. OC Dannyela is wounded and trying to live 'til next morning, unsuccessfully. Dingo takes her in because finding players are scarce thanks to the devs going power-hungry. He uses his spirit abilities to heal her and head to the village for supplies. They share a bonding moment over food while filling her in on the situation. The village is seized at night. Can't use their powers or they will be spotted in the crowd of NPCs and they are left to run for their lives. why did it have to end there? XP
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He's Got His Mother's Eyes, His Father's Ambition I Wonder If He Knows How Much That I Miss Him
pairing [s] : darry curtis x reader
warning [s] : i feel like I've seen this trope a hundred million times but I love it so bleh | the real crime here is that there's barely any darry fics...
a/n [s] : requests are open
You and Darry dated in highschool, the star Quarterback and a cheerleader. It was the perfect romance: and Darry was the perfect person to have it with. The two of you were never seen without the other, it was typical to see Darry with his arms wrapped around you coddling and kissing you. Your parents absolutely loved Darry and Mr. and Mrs. Curtis as well, so it was a match made in heaven.
You had left for college on a scholarship, leaving for a different state. Darry cried that night as he held you, telling you to come back desperately. He spoke to you everyday on the phone until it ended up with skipped nights until you lost absolute contact with him. It was upsetting every time you would stare at your phone, begging for it to ring and there would be your (what you had assumed) ex-boyfriend on the other side.
You were left in the dark about everything happening in Tulsa, and no matter who you called, nothing was mentioned. Eventually, you finished college, with a Master's degree and a financially well done job. It was mentioned that you had an opportunity to take a job in Tulsa, and you immediately said yes. You decided to live back in your old room at your parents house,
You took a flight home, and you were bubbling in the thought of seeing your hometown once more after years away from it. Once you landed and collected your bags, you called your mother to come pick you up, and she did. She showed up in her little car with a humongous smile on her face and strong hugs. “Oh honey, did you hear? Mr. and Mrs. Curtis died just after you left? Absolutely heartbreaking.” You covered your mouth with your hand, heart breaking for the boys and the thought of never seeing them again. “That is just horrible. How were the boys?”
Your mother shook her head and grabbed your hand in yours. “I don't really know. I spoke too then at the funeral, and they were just completely ruined. Oh it was so sad.” You frowned until your mother started updating you on things that had happened. You were staring at the window and loved looking at the old place ms you used to see, but as well as remembering everything about Darry. The Dingo was the first place he took you on a date to.
You pull into your neighborhood and the nostalgia hits you harshly. You've forgotten everything: the smell, the look, and the people that walk around kicking rocks clad in leather and denim. Your mom pulls into the driveway and you get out to greet your dad who was sitting on the porch smoking a cigar. He stands up from the wooden rocking chair and hugs you tightly.
“Feel good to be home, love?” Your dad asks while hes still holding you. You back from his hug and give him a large smile. “More than good. I've missed this place.”
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Your mother sent you down to the market to get extra stuff for dinner, and gladly said yes, and decided to walk down. You're wearing Darry's jeans jacket that he gave to you before you left, and it almost fits the same way like it did in highschool. The smell of him lingers and it's your favorite thing about it. Tulsa was a little colder, it was October and the wind was chippy against your exposed skin.
Your hands are settled in your pockets and you kick a rock against the concrete sidewalks. Some kids are yelling and messing around a little bit further up. You make it to the store and walk in and the warm air hits you and you let out a breath of air. The cashier greets you and you chirp out a “Hello! It's cold out isn't it?” The cashier recognizes you from highschool and, even if you don't remember them super well, you pretend you do.
You walk in the aisle and read across the list your mother wrote for you. You're mumbling the food of what she needs until you're pushed into by a younger boy. The basket you had that was almost filled with cans of other stuff your Mom needed rolled out onto the floor making a crash sound. “Aw ma’am... I'm really sorry!” The boy says while laughing and he's practically jumping around. “It’s alright, don't worry. I'm sure it was an accident.” You go down on your knees to begin picking up the cans and stacking them alongside the boy.
“Ponyboy Curtis!” A man shouts and you look up at him whenever he pauses and you swear the blood in his face left. The voice sounds distinctly familiar. “Curtis?” You mumble and you look up and see the man you had fallen in love with that many years ago. You could've sworn you almost started crying whenever you stood up and be just stared.
Your name falls from his mouth and you run into his arms. You cry out his name and the reunion is sweet. His brother stands there, lanky and tall, as he stares at his brother and the girl who is plastered all over Darry’s walls. “How long has it been?” You pull away from his hold and stare into his soft eyes so that you can see the emotional change in them. He isn't the same guy who you have a picture of in the golden locket that's clasped on your neck Darry got for you in Sophomore year of highschool.
“Three years is how long it's been. I tried to call you but the phone operator couldn't find you at all.” You give him a small frown before hugging him once more. The muscles he had in highschool were bigger and weren't as lean as they used to be. He's different, he has more littered scars across his cheeks and throat. “You’re wearing my jacket.” He smiles softly and you nod at him.
“I've missed you, so much. So, so, so much Dar.” When the nickname falls, he can't help but do it. He clasps his lips against yours and his hand goes below your jaw and holds your face against his. It feels normal, just like it used to, as you pull away and he's smiling hugely. “I think about you everyday, I think about the last day we spent together. Remember whenever you wrote your name on my wall?” You nod and raise your eyebrow but then Darry pulls up his shirt and the tattoo in your handwriting is plastered above his waistband.
“Do you wanna join my family for dinner?” You ask and Darry nods, telling Ponyboy to pick up the cans and follow them. “I’ve been waiting for this.” Darry tells you and gives you a kiss on your forehead.
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ITS MOMS DAY we've got dingo mrs ex-suzuki (did.. did they ever get divorced, actually? like i assume so but. man i wish these characters had names) and dead sea sparrow mrs kageyama. uh rambles about Furry Logistics under the cut too
so choosing species for these two got me thinking about how species are inherited among anthros in my own little furryverse. they're already nonsensical evolutionarily (in the sense that thousands of anthro species evolving alongside their non-anthro versions makes no sense), so i think they're also petty nonsensical in terms of heritability and stuff. furries are magic dont worry about it
essentially, any two anthros can have kids regardless of species. species is inherited from one of the parents- a deer and a penguin who have a kid might have a deer or a penguin. so i can have more fun with designs, the species isn't really that specific- generally something within the same genus or family, not necessarily the actual exact same species. so, if we have a red deer and a macaroni penguin have a kid, the kid might be a whitetail deer or a little penguin.
kids from parents of two different species sometime also have little features of the parent whose species they didn't inherit, if i think it'd mesh with the design well and work for the character. jury's still out if i'll do that for shou or the kageyama sibs, we'll see. i think a doggy feature on bird shou could be cute..
sooo, we have: dead sea sparrow mra kageyama and brown bullhead (that's a catfish. i just think he feels overwhelmingly like a catfish) mr kageyama, and their kids eurasian tree sparrow mob and house sparrow ritsu. mra kageyama, mob, and ritsu are all in the genus passer.
and conversely, eastern kingbird toichiro and dingo mrs ex-suzuki, and vermilion flycatcher shou. shou and toichiro are both flycatchers, in the family tyrannidae.
i generally keep close familial relations like that to the same genus or family, depending on designs, but occasionally might expand it out to order like with pig mabel and deer dipper from way back when.
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Curtis Sister gets in a fist fight with a girl?
You had got into some drama with a girl
You started messing around with a guy and his ex was jealous
You vented to Soda about it once
You and the gang were all having dinner at the Dingo one night
“We should all be together for one night” - Soda
Everything was fine, until the girl ran up on you
She had told you ‘it’s on sight when I see you’
She pulled you by your hair and you started to fight back
You both pulled away before going at it again
You whooped her ASS !!
The gang was just sitting at the table like 😧
They had to break it up for the girls sake.
You became more respected, but Darry doesn’t like it one bit.
Told you to “never do that shit again”
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