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[darklunac]

[C] Tangle the lemur

I love Tangle, she's very ADHD xD The new comic serie has a bunch of nice characters imo :3 Patreon  -  Telegram group  -  Discord group 

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[presslakay]

ULCC : une dizaine d’anciens diplomates indexés dans un rapport pour défaut de déclaration de patrimoine

Dans un rapport transmis, mardi 3 septembre 2024, à la Justice, l’ULCC demande à ce que l’action publique soit mise en mouvement contre une dizaine d’anciens diplomates haïtiens pour défaut de déclaration de patrimoine. Après avoir invité la presse parlée, écrite, télévisée et en ligne, ce mardi, dans ses locaux, à prendre part à la cérémonie de remise officielle de plusieurs rapports d’enquête…

[netalkolemedia]

L'ambassadeure d'Haïti à Cuba sommée de rembourser 100 000 dollars

Le Bureau de Contrôle et d’Inspection (BCI) du Ministère haïtien des Affaires étrangères a récemment pris des mesures strictes contre les détournements de fonds dans les ambassades haïtiennes. Régine Lamur, ambassadeure d’Haïti à Cuba, a reçu une lettre du BCI lui demandant de rembourser les 100 000 dollars qu’elle aurait détournés de l’Etat haïtien. Mais l’affaire ne s’arrête pas là. Selon…

[glasgalahad]

Sᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ Bʟᴏᴏᴅ.

Sand Barioths are the mounts of seasoned Lamure warriors. One has to prove their fortitude, endurance, and lethality to gain the right to bond with such a highly-respected ally, and once formed, that link will never fracture.

Lamure's vast expanses are highly unforgiving and volatile- as such, a remote tribe housed on the edge of the Sadona Barrens has long known that beasts designed for speed and agility serve far better in navigating their home.

These wyverns are regarded as companions of the utmost honour. To see one daubed in its Rider's paint and hand-crafted ornaments is to witness an ancient partnership that has persisted for countless generations.

Be sure to check out my other Monster Hunter illustrations!

GʟᴀsGᴀʟᴀʜᴀᴅ 2024 | Mᴀʏ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇ ᴜsᴇᴅ/ʀᴇᴅɪsᴛʀɪʙᴜᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴄᴏɴsᴇɴᴛ.

[bowserbowser29]

time to cause violence

whisper and surge bodyswap!

"God DAMN!" Surge blurted, hoisting up the sizable gut she now possessed, "How the hell do you run around with this monstrosity?"

"Fuck you," Whisper grunted.

"No, I'm serious," Surge cackled, "I didn't seriously think you couldn't see your own toes! I feel like I'm carrying a cinderblock with my abs."

"You don't have abs," Whisper hissed.

"Yeah, well, my build's certainly better than yours, Captain Von Eats-alot."

Whisper's eyes narrowed. Sparks emitted out of her new piercings.

"Though, I do gotta admit..." Surge said, gripping her new love handles, "I can kinda understand why you and Lamur like this bod so much."

Whisper's eyes began twitched, especially when she saw her own face looking back at her with Surge's signature shit eating grin.

"Tell me, Wolfy...she ever asked you to sit on her-"

In an instant, Surge felt her neck grabbed and slammed against the wall. The wolf possessed tenrec in front of her glowing with stored up fury and electricity. It was haunting seeing Whisper's livid snarl looking at her with her own face.

"You may be forgetting whose body I now have..."

"Eep!" Surge squeaked, "W-Well, d-d-don't forget whose body you g-gotta return to at some point! You'd be an idiot to try and break your own bones."

Whisper squinted, and said nothing as she continued to pin Surge to the wall.

"How about a deal? I-If one of my girlfriends ever gets chubby, you pop the same question on me and we trade answers? How about that?"

"There is not a chance in hell Amy, Blaze, or Honey gets chubby."

Surge chuckled smugly, "And what about the one girl you didn't name?"

Whisper paused...and after a second let go of Surge's throat.

[all-together-now]

Surge, which members of the Diamond Cutters do you think you can take in a fight.

"Lamur, Wolfy ('cause I've done it), Lambchops, uhh...Yeah probably just them. Those two newbies got the muscle and the...bombs to take me down. But the OG trio? I think I can take 'em."

[themightyhumanbroom]

Whisper: Surge, I need to know something and you're the only one I trust enough to be completely honest with me Surge, half paying attention while flipping through a book about old timey insults: Shoot. Whisper, embarrassed: Do you......do you think I've gotten fat? Surge: Bitch I think you, like me, are finally fucking getting three square meals a day plus snacks and treats. Difference is that my fucked up metabolism keeps the pounds away. Whisper, visibly distraught: So yes? Surge: Yeah a little, but it clearly hasn't affected your ass kicking abilities and Lamur sure as shit doesn't care. Pretty sure she would flay herself alive if you asked nicely enough. Just hit the gym with Lanolin and I if you're that bothered by it. Bring Lamur with if you want. Whisper, sincere: Thank you Surge Surge, turning back to their book: Whatever Whisper: Wait, if your metabolism does all the work, why do you go to the gym? Surge, without thinking: I like to watch Lanolin workout Whisper:......................... Surge, realizing what she just admitted: uuuuuuh Whisper, extremely smug: So you like to watch Lanolin workout huh? Surge, red in the face and panicking: ASUFDNQPUWNXCZF SHUT UP YOU WHITE-LIVERED DUNDERHEAD!!!!!!!!!!!

*Surge zooms off leaving a laughing Whisper behind*

[holylottie]

aching bones, aching teeth [masterlist]

PAIRING — Lottie Matthews x fem!reader

SINOPSIS — The lamuring lady, the sacrificial lamb, and you, the person who was in the newspaper, in large letters claiming to tell your story through art.

You are one of the members of the yellowjackets team, the number twenty three.

However, most people knew you like the girl who followed Lottie Matthews around like a lamb following a sacrifice.

She was your blessing and your sin.

You knew Lottie Matthews would be your downfall — but first, she would make you rise.

NOTE — english is not my first language, I apologize for any mistakes you might find. Please read the tw's first! Thank you for reading :)

TW's — animal death, cannibalism, death, homophobia, ptsd, sacrificial stuff, self harm, substance abuse, trauma, violence... so you know, normal yellowjackets things.

Chapter 01 — no spotlight shine as bright as her | It's 2021, you try to take a grip of your life just like Lottie the past has taken a grip on your heart.

Chapter 02 — between letters and lies | 1996, you pass your last moments on your hometown before heading to nationals.

Chapter 03 — as his son's | In 1996, they looked to you for answers that you pretended to know. In 2021, they looked to you for answers you didn't have.

Chapter 04 — the trees singing | The other girls went to a journey that Lottie didn't want to go (the other girls went to a journey you couldn't follow).

Chapter 05 — XXI The world | A reunion ball takes place on your old school. A reunion of memories burn your mind.

Chapter 06 — teeth teeth teeth | Lottie always gets more than she can have.

Trailer — TikTok — Wattpad

[nargacuga-tamer8000]

An Afterthought

Reverto shares a moment with you, the young rider protagonist, after the fight with the Cephadrome in the caves.

#10 "You know I'll always be here, right?"

Hope you enjoy! @kizzorelli

The Barrens, much like the Lamure Desert, were hot and dry during the day but tended to get cold at night. The presence of the ocean gave way to a slight breeze here and there, making things even cooler in the evening. Most of the monsters in this region began to settle down for the evening except for a few predators.

You and Reverto have just defeated a Cephadrome for Scrivener Commander Lilia as the monster had caused a Plesioth to disturb life in the Barrens. The hunter feels as though he has taught you a few things when it comes to understanding everyone's perspectives, but he could also tell you were a little distracted.

Of course, he understood you were worried about Ratha. Reverto knows riders well enough to see that there is kinship between you guys. You can probably feel the wyvern's fear and stress.

This whole experience has been an eye-opener to him when it came to riders and their bond with monsters. Perhaps you taught him a little something too.

But right now, he had to deal with a never-ending human need. Nature was calling.

"I'll just wait here, I guess." You told him with a shrug, not really understanding why he couldn't wait. Lulucion was literally right over there.

"Be back in a jiffy." Reverto said with a quick wave while wandering off to find some privacy.

As he left, you meandered over to Navirou, who was perched on top of a rock near a palm tree along the shoreline. A few Ludroth were dipping into the water to begin their nightly hunt, but other than that, all was peaceful. You said a few words to your loud-mouthed Felyne companion as you sat down and leaned against said boulder he was on.

"Really? He needs to pee! Gimme a break..." Was all Reverto heard before he finally tuned the annoying guy out...

Not too long later

Reverto pushed back some brittle and dry shrubbery as he made his way back to the shoreline where you were. After breaking through the brush, he dusted his hands off before noticing a familiar striped patterning off in the distance.

A Tigrex had left its den to begin hunting. Best get back to you and back to Lulucion as soon as possible.

Although, if push came to shove, Navirou would be a good snack for it. The thought made Reverto laugh as you came within his sights.

However, he noticed the moonlight reflecting off your face and the slight puffiness of your eyes. Have you been crying? Also, Navirou was missing, and you were all on your own. Did you guys get in some sort of fight? The idea that you were left here alone made him paranoid for some reason.

"Hey Y/N, where's Navirou?" Reverto asked. To be honest, he wasn't too worried about the Felyne as that cat still had plenty of lives to waste. But it felt rude not to ask.

"He was tired of waiting for you, so he went back to Lulucion on his own." You said while wiping at your face nonchalantly. The hunter raised a brow with a "seriously" look on his face.

"Bro couldn't wait five minutes?"

"He's Navirou. I don't ask questions, and I don't expect normalcy."

"Fair enough."

The hunter studied your expression during this short conversation. You seemed distant and didn't have an ounce of humor in you. Now, you guys weren't the best of friends having just met, but his interactions with you while hunting the Cephadrome and being in the Barrens has shown Reverto that you normally have a much more upbeat personality. Not to mention the tear stains he saw when returning to you a few minutes ago.

Something was wrong and there was a little voice inside him saying to figure out what that is. So, instead of telling you to get up and get back to Lulucion, he plopped down beside you with his legs stretched out and arms leaning back. You turned to look at him, confused.

"You must miss Ratha." He stated plainly. It took you a moment to reply, not expecting Reverto to say that.

You nodded numbly.

"I've been with him since he was born. I mean, it's like that with all my monsties, but Ratha needs me more. I feel like a parent and the whole world is against him...it kills me inside to know that only I can see the gentle soul inside." You said while shaking a bit, moving to hug your legs as you stared out at the shoreline where the waves were gently lapping at the sand. Reverto eyed you with sympathy.

"Also..." You hesitated a little, turning your head away.

"Yeah?" The hunter pushed you.

"Truth is, I don't know if I am strong enough." You whispered, tears threatening to spill out as you voiced the bitter thought you've been keeping caged for a while.

For Reverto, your words just brought him back to the image of a young hunter, fresh from training. Armed with nothing but a longsword as he went to fight a Tigrex, wondering if he was strong enough. He shook his head at the memory from his youth.

"Hey, you are strong enough." Reverto encouraged you while sitting up in a cross-legged position. You just shook your head with a sad smile.

"I don't know if I believe that Reverto...and neither do you."

The hunter felt his face flush hot with guilt at your words. He didn't mean to make you feel so down on yourself. For some reason, he just wanted to see your strength. If Ratha proved to be a danger to others, he wanted to know you could keep everyone safe.

"I made a mistake. You more than proved yourself today. I bet Lilia already has Ratha waiting for you in town." He praised you while moving to pat your shoulder. While you still weren't back to your normal self, you did give him smile.

"How come you seem to always know what to say?" You asked while raising your head a bit to meet his eyes. Reverto flashed you a smile and simply shrugged.

"You aren't the first young rider that I've helped. And just like that other rider, you managed to teach me something new."

While you knew, from Navirou anyway, that Reverto wasn't a novice when it came to riders, it still surprised you how he can take on such a paternal role. You've known him for only a day but felt like you have known him your whole life. He definitely had mentor vibes to him.

"It's nice to know that you understand how I feel, especially as a hunter. Shows me that maybe we can all get along after all. You've got my back, right?" You said in a shy manner as you didn't want to overstep any boundaries with Reverto. His answer brought a smile to your face.

"You know I'll always be here, right?" The hunter said gently while moving to give you a friendly side hug. The entire interaction made you feel safe, and you melted into his side.

"Thank you."

He moved to release you and you both took to staring out at the sea where a Purple Ludroth had breached to take in some air. A few Ludroth followed suit, and they all swam together under the moonlight.

"By the way, what did I happen to teach you?" You asked while turning to look at him. Reverto continued to stare at the leviathans as he answered you.

"That it's okay to be afraid."

You smiled to yourself and once again joined in observing the beauty of nature as the monsters peacefully splashed about before diving under the azure waves. Sighing to yourself, you wished the peace could last a little longer.

But just then, the loud stomping of a large monster brought you and Reverto to your feet.

A Tigrex, much like the one the hunter saw earlier, has emerged from the shrubbery away from the shoreline, cornering you and Reverto against the sea. I guess you guys were its chosen targets for the night.

"I'm sure glad it's okay to be afraid." You stated meekly.

"You and me both." Reverto said while reaching for his weapon.

The choice was fighting or braving it with the leviathans in the sea. Placing its forelimbs against the ground, the Tigrex raised its head and roared in a furious manner. Its wings flared out in a sign of dominance.

While you were practically shaking from the sudden encounter with the monster, you felt an odd sense of peace when you looked at Reverto. He would protect you and you would protect him.

And when the fight was over, he handed you a mega potion with his signature toothy grin. After all, he'll always be there for you.

[kliunkii]

unfinished series of illustrations from 2021(?) for the song "Jacques Lamure" by Of Montreal

[zinnyplated]

@rathalascendant || kelbi sounds so good rn actually

He was hungry, Kyle noted as he woke for the... third? Day tucked somewhere in a nook along a rocky wall. He was pretty sure they were still somewhere in Lamure Desert, though given he hadn't been fully conscious for the escape, he had no idea where. It felt like somewhere along the outskirts, but without any real landmarks it was hard to tell.

The lack of food and water weren't helping either.

The rathalos was still there too, just outside the rocky not quite cave he'd been stuffed into. He figured it was keeping watch, though why it hadn't left him yet was a mystery. They weren't friends and he'd helped separate it from its rider. Why was it sticking around?

"Hey." Kyle shifted, shoving himself up against the rock to help keep himself upright. "You. Ratha. What are you doing? Don't you have a rider to go find?"

[lead-to-light]

Hey Surge, I could really use a hug.

Could you point me in the direction of a good hugger?

"Lanny and Lamur give good hugs. You can find them if you go that way," Surge said, point towards the Neo Diamond Cutter's office.

As you walk away you just miss Surge quietly mumble, "I can give good hugs too....."

[nancydrewwouldnever]

Charles Antonie Coypel, Charlotte Philippine de Châtre du Cangé, Marquise de Lamure, ca. 1735, pastel/paper (Art Museum, Worcester)

[crab-crab]

Reminiscing

Legend hummed as he felt Ravio shift against his side. He carefully pulled Ravio closer and watched as the Rider burrowed into Legend’s side and settled back to sleep. It’d been a few days since they started traveling through Loloska. Both Hunter and Rider moving from the colder region towards Lamure where they’ve heard about a ranch that would grant them aid.  He took a deep breath before slowly letting it out, trying to let his thoughts slip away when he sighed. Legend had met Ravio when the other was selling feathers from a Qurupeco and had run into trouble when other hunters were angered by the prices. Legend had managed to talk the other Hunters into letting him take the merchant to the guild and once they were far enough away Legend had let Ravio go. Their first interaction quickly snowballed into Legend learning that Ravio was a Rider, someone who formed bonds and lived with monsters, from a distant village that had suffered heavily from the Black Blight. He’d left with his monstie to find help but had only found trouble with Hunters because of Sheerow.  That led them to where they were now, trekking through the ice and snow on a rumor. He didn’t know what they’d do if Lamure turned out to be a bust if they had to keep searching and running. He could starkly remember Ravio's trembling hands, the fake smile, and the dead eyes. He saw the same expressions in Sheerow, the Bird Wyvern mimicking their rider almost perfectly with his constantly twitching wings, flat chirps and warbles, and dead eyes. He didn’t want to see it again. The pain of not being able to ease his friend's worries, not being able to ease Ravio’s worries. A hum and a push brought him out of his thoughts. Ravio had moved again and was now almost sprawled atop Legend, ‘Likely to steal my body heat’ Legend mused, and Sheerow had pushed further in on his other side. The Crimson Qurupeco was now curled completely around the pair, feathers puffed up to trap heat from the fire and Legend and Ravio. Legend felt himself smile, raising one hand to gently card his fingers through Ravio’s hair and using his other to rub the underside of Sheerow’s beak. He could think about those worries later, for now, Legend would just enjoy having the two close to him. He settled himself down. Drawing Ravio that last bit closer, tucking their blankets more snuggly around the pair and finally allowing his eyes to slip closed.

[somethingwithmoles]

Charles-Antoine Coypel (1694-1752), Portrait of Charlotte Philippine de Châtre du Cangé, Marquise de Lamure (1713-1789) (wrongly identified as Louise Anne de Bourbon, Mademoiselle de Charolais (1695-1758)), 1732-35, pastel on blue paper laid down on linen, 73 x 59 cm, Worcester Art Museum, Worcester (Massachusetts)

Source: Wikimedia Commons

[ciaranparr]

Le Party's O V E R | #LaMure #Abandoned #Disco #France via #Nakedcolors - N O W !