#INTERREG

[miamedia]

Système d'alerte climatique internationale

  Incendies, inondations, canicules, ou encore vagues de froid, le dérèglement climatique et son lot de catastrophes naturelles est de plus en plus visible sur nos territoires. Pour faire face à cette menace, experts de terrain, chercheurs et collectivités, s’organisent pour s’adapter durablement. 7 partenaires européens ont rassemblé leur force au sein du projet Interreg Climalert. La…

[elenaceccatoillustrations]

Inaugurazione: Dentro al buio. Uomini, bestie e luoghi della fantasia popolare alpina • Domodossola

Lo scorso sabato, 5 agosto 2023, è stata inaugurata la mostra itinerante open-air Dentro al buio. Uomini, bestie e luoghi della fantasia popolare alpina, un progetto Interreg Italia-Svizzera Di-Se, DiSegnare il territorio, organizzata dall’Associazione Musei d’Ossola e dall’Associazione Asilo Bianco, alla quale partecipano ogni anno, proponendo illustrazioni a tema, vari artisti e illustratori…

[ao3-recycling-bin]

Here's my marvel hot take. Bob should've only had memory powers

[pier-carlo-universe]

Dal 12 al 15 giugno torna il Festival Cansiglio InVita: salute umana, animali e ambiente tra scienza, natura e attività gratuite per tutte le età. Scopri di più su Alessandria today.

[parolequotidiane]

I territori di Ala di Stura e Balme protagonisti del photo contest Beyond Snow

a cura della redazione I territori di Ala di Stura e Balme protagonisti del photo contest Beyond Snow Il termine ultimo per inviare le immagini è domenica 2 marzo 2025. Da Beyond Snow, il progetto finanziato dal programma Interreg Spazio Alpino, guidato dai ricercatori di Eurac Research, arriva un invito a raccontare, attraverso un photo contest, le sfide e la resilienza delle comunità alpine…

[kilometermacher]

Abenteuer Polen: Letzter Tag und Heimreise

[pride-and-wrathfulness]

*Moloch crosses his arms, still eyeing the crowd, now angry*

*standing on the roof with his wings behind him*

*they seem to shift colors slightly in the light and are massive*

*summons Belail*

@voiceinthemidstofthefourbeasts

[thealtoduck]

I Want It, I Got It

Batfamily x BatCat!Bro!Reader

Warnings: BatCat!Bro being a problem child…

BatCat!Bro Masterlist

Summary: Batfam is realising a bunch of their stuff are missing and then remember the son of one of the worlds greatest theives lives with them…

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”Has anyone seen my headphones” Jason asked as he came down to the living room, looking around for them. The others hadn’t seen them and helped Jason look, a while later you came downstairs seeing the others searching for something.

”What’s up?” you asked casually.

”We’re looking for-…… Y/n are those my headphones around your neck?” Jason asked in silent anger. ”Maybe” you answered innocently. Dick then glanced over at you and exclaimed ”Hey! That’s my hoodie!”. Tim then noted ”And those are my shoes!”.

”Y/n, have you been stealing their stuff?” Cassandra asked. ”Uhmmm…” you started and then turned around and sprinted away. ”Get him!” Jason yelled and him and the others started chasing you.

They did catch you eventually but you put up a good fight. It took 3 people to carry you down to the couch for an interregation. They put you down on it and surrounded you. ”Wanna explain why you’ve been taking our stuff?” Tim asked.

”Because i wanted it….” you answered as if it was obvious. Dick then questioned ”Really? Didn’t anybody ever teach you that stealing is wrong”. They all then noted your blank facial expression making everybody immediately realise the answer, with Jason stating ”Oh my god, no one ever taught him that stealing was wrong”.

”Oh yeah, right, son of Gotham’s biggest klepto” Tim stated. ”Y/n, what did your mom teach you about stealing?” Dick asked softly. ”Don’t be a pussy, just take it” Y/n quoted making the others look at each other and Dick then instructed ”Okay, so forget what your mom taught you and start by telling us what more you’ve taken”.

”It’d be easier to just show you my stash” you said standing up. ”You’ve got a stash?” Tim questioned as you lead them through the manor. You took them to your room and opened your closet revealing a pile of your siblings stuff.

”How come Alfred hasn’t noticed this while cleaning?” Cassandra asked. ”He knows, but he says having a hobby is good” you answered casually. ”Y/n, you don’t have to steal our stuff you can just ask us when you want to borrow it whenever you want” Dick explained with a smile.

”Okay” you said understandingly and then pointed at the pile asking ”In that case, can i borrow all of this for the rest of my life?”. Your older siblings looked at each other with a puzzled expression. ”Goddamnit Dick, now he has us cornered” Jason said frustrated.

Bonus:

”So, how come you didn’t take anything from Damian” Cassandra asked curiously.

”Come on, steal from Damian?… I don’t want to get murdered” you explained.

[starrysilvalley]

Time for the secondary protagonist of this tale, Emmet! He may have a familiar face— if only he had the same understanding of himself. He occupies more of a Virgil/mentor archetype, and within the Pokémon games universe he would be the closest to a Professor role.

To emphasize again, this project takes place in distant future of the Pokémon in-game universe. The plotlines of previous games are all considered canon up until Pokémon Scarlet and Violet. Anything past that is considered non-canon within the context of Spectrum. Emmet’s place in particular was based on the context of PLA and my own interpretations/theories on the subject of the twins when playing it (mostly answering questions like “where is Emmet”, “is he in present-day Unova or another time/place entirely”, “what happened to cause the separation”, etc.)

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Emmet is an amnesiac and fugitive against the New Unova League, as well as a surrogate father to Una. Despite being a verrry blunt and open book, Emmet remains a bit of a mystery. His earliest memory is waking up in the custody of the Pokémon League with nothing but his ratty coat and hat that just so happened to have his name stitched inside. Interregators told him he was found with illegal possessions (what type of possessions, he still doesn't know) and had been conspiring to eliminate the Champion. It was only through an intervention that he was able to escape with a mysterious little girl in tow. To this day, he still has no idea where he came from before his captivity or if he has any roots somewhere in New Unova. Although there will always remain the desire to know his true self, under the current circumstances, Emmet is focused more on his found family in Una and his business partner Fajra.

Due to his experiences, Emmet has a tendency to be more reserved… at least, sometimes. He is more mischievous than he first appears and typically uses this to his advantage when faced with more sketchy characters. He is very observant, but learned that his commentary can get him into trouble. It also may just be that he has become more restrained with his trickster side in order to show a good example to the young rascal in his charge. If he wants her to follow his safety guidelines, he should probably learn to follow them himself, right?

Emmet currently only has one Pokémon— a Neo Variant Liepard. If he had any other Pokémon prior to his amnesia, he has no way of knowing where they are or what they were. He acquired Liepard during his incarceration, but he’s never spoken on the specifics of how he acquired her. Regardless, their experiences together led to a strong comradery between them. Liepard is almost always out of her pokéball and flanking his side. For whatever reason, Emmet never pursued acquiring more Pokémon and seems to avoid Pokémon battles altogether. He’s never made it clear why this is the case. However, on the rare occasion where he and Liepard do battle, they are notoriously ruthless and almost perfectly in-sync. At the very least, he has shown to have a strong knowledge of battling, even if he doesn't seek it out.

I currently do not have as many sketches of Emmet as I do Una since I'm building Una from the ground u, and I struggle to find a design/style I like for him. This sketch of the pair and their Pokémon is one of my favorites.

My one other drawing I liked was an even chibi-er version of him (I don't usually draw in chibi style, but its proven to be the easiest to use), including some character notes from the time.

I've gone back and forth on a LOT of his character since I wanted to have his character explore a twist in the themes originally given to him by the creators. I know there are theories that Emmet is meant to embody truth while his brother embodies ideals, so its been an interesting challenge to work with this character in the dystopian context where truth is oppressed and often requires characters to abandon honesty. Its also difficult because Emmet is known for his optimism and I don't want to take that from him, even in a dystopian context. I believe his upbeat/mischievous nature helps him stand out from his brother, and quite frankly, I think even dystopian worlds could use some hope. I'm just more use to writing Ingo characters rather than Emmets. I'm hoping I can do this little guy justice :��)

[allthingsfangirl101]

AFTR: Chapter 4 - Let The Interregation Begin

Masterlist

After we got in last night, we were interrogated by my family. They asked Glen about his life and his work. They asked us about our relationship and how we got started.

My mom about had heart palpitations when she heard that we met on a plane and he worked hard to find me again. My sister made a comment about him being a stalker. I immediately corrected her and told her that I found it sweet and romantic.

After several rounds of questions being thrown at us that Glen answered without hesitation, Dad finally cut it off and said it was time for bed.

Glen grabbed my hand and led me upstairs. We closed the door and got ready for bed. It should've felt awkward sleeping next to a complete stranger, but it wasn't. It almost felt natural. We fell asleep within minutes.

I woke up to the sun shining through the window. I rolled over, my heart slightly beating against my chest when I saw Glen asleep. I carefully got out of bed and slipped into the shower. I got out and got dressed before leaving the bathroom. When I left the bathroom, Glen was awake.

"There you are, darling."

"Hey," I smiled as I walked in, running my fingers through my hair.

"What are the plans for today?"

"Nothing," I said, slightly clearing my throat. Glen laughed as he got out of bed and walked over to me.

"Not having a plan bothers you, doesn't it?" He smirked.

"Maybe," I mumbled lol. He laughed as he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. In the back of my mind, I realized that the door was closed. He wasn't doing this for my family.

"We can always come up with our own plans," he said, genuinely trying to comfort me.

"Or," I elongated, "we could take it one random activity at a time."

"That's going to kill you," Glen laughed. "Just send me a look and I will make up some plan to escape the nothingness with your family."

"Thank you," I whispered. Glen pressed a gentle kiss to my cheek before walking past me and starting to get ready.

"I have to ask," Glen said as we finished getting ready for the day, "do you like your family calling you by your full name? It seems like every time they say your name, you kind of cringe."

"It makes me sound like a 75-year-old woman," I chuckled awkwardly as I sat on the edge of the bed. Glen laughed as he walked over and sat next to me. "My sisters know how much I hate my name so they purposefully call me by my full name to tease me."

"You know," he smirked as he scooted closer to me, "I think it bothers your older sister when I call you Ellie."

"Guess it's working," I whispered. He leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. We scooted closer as our lips moved softly in sync.

"Ugh!" We broke apart and turned around to see Kelley in the doorway. "I hate to remind you," she shot at us, "but there are children in the house."

"I know, Kelley," I smiled sweetly. "We'll make sure we close and lock the door tonight."

I stood up and smirked at her as I shut the door on her. I turned around and Glen and I instantly started laughing. He pulled me onto the bed as we slowly stopped laughing.

"I'm really glad that you agreed to come with me," I said softly. "I know we've only been here one night, but you've already helped me."

"I have?" He asked, studying me.

"Yeah," I shrugged. "It's nice knowing I have at least one person on my side."

* * * * *

We walked downstairs to see Mom cooking pancakes. Kelley was drinking coffee while Ian fed their three-year-old daughter, Chloe. Their twin boys, Brandon and Bryson, were playing some video games. I wasn't sure where my dad and Aaiden were.

I smiled when Glen poured a cup of coffee and handed it to me before pouring one for himself. He leaned against the counter and smiled at me as he took a sip.

"Aunt Elle!"

Glen took a step back as Brandon and Bryson ran over to me and almost tackled me.

"When did you get here?" Brandon asked as they let me go.

"We got in last night."

"We?" Bryson asked. It was then that they noticed Glen.

"Who are you?" They asked in sync.

"Boys," I said, with a slight warning in my voice, "this is Glen, my boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?" They asked in sync again. They looked at each other before beginning to ask Glen questions.

"What do you do?"

"You look like a cowboy."

"Do you ride horses?"

"Do you ride bulls?"

"Are you an actual cowboy?"

"Do you play video games?"

"You look familiar."

"Are you familiar because you killed someone?"

"Are you wanted by the police?"

"Are you going to hurt our Aunt Elle?"

"How'd you meet our Aunt Elle?"

"Do you love her?"

"Boys!" I cut them off. "You know, he'd be able to answer questions if you paused between them."

"Okay," Bryson shrugged. "Let's talk about you and Aunt Elle."

"Let's not," I pleaded.

"What made you zero in on our aunt?" Brandon asked.

"Zero in? Boys. . ."

Glen reached over and gently wrapped his arm around my waist. "It was her eyes," he answered them.

"What do you mean?" Mom asked, joining the interview.

"When I first walked onto the plane, I instantly found Ellie," he said, looking over at me with a smile that made my heart skip a beat. I suddenly wondered if what he was saying was true. "I remember hoping that my seat was the empty one next to her. When I realized it was, I suddenly got really nervous. I sat next to her and she smiled at me. There was something in her eyes that made me want to stare into them all day long."

Mom let out a long "awww". The twins looked at each other before glancing back at Glen. I looked over to see Kelley rolling her eyes.

"Look, boys," Glen said, glancing at me before turning toward them. "I know how much you love your Aunt Elle. I know that you want to make sure that the guy who comes into her life is willing to take care of her and is worthy of her. I promise I will take care of her and I will work every day of my life to show you and her that I am worthy of her."

I held back my laugh when Brandon and Bryson leaned in and had a very intense hushed conversation with each other.

"We're okay with you," Bryson said.

"But," Brandon said quickly, "if you break her heart. . ."

"We will break your face."

They glared at Glen for a second before running back into the other room. We all laughed when we heard their game start back up.

"You should feel honored, babe," I laughed as I leaned my head on his shoulder. He leaned down and kissed the top of my head.

"The boys are very protective of their Aunt Elle," Ian laughed as he picked their daughter up, out of the highchair. "They mean it when they say they'll hurt you."

Ian took their daughter upstairs to wash her up. With Kelley's judgmental eyes on us, I lifted my head and pressed my lips to Glen's. He reached up, gently cupping my face, as he kissed me back. We broke the kiss and Glen quickly kissed my cheek.

"I don't think they'd actually hurt you," I said, making him laugh.

"Well, don't worry," he said, lowering his voice. "I promise that I have no intention of hurting you, darling."

"I appreciate that."

* * * * *

We finished our breakfast, quietly talking to each other with my sister and mom watching us closely. After we finished, Glen grabbed our plates and put them in the sink. He then grabbed my hand and pulled me into the living room where we watched the boys play their games.

"Why don't you help me in the kitchen, Eleanor?" Mom asked in her tone, which meant I shouldn't argue. I glanced worriedly at Glen, who grabbed my hand and smiled.

He leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to my cheek to cover up his whisper, "I'll be fine."

I sent him one more look before following my mom into the kitchen. "I'll wash. You dry."

I stood next to her and we started doing the dishes in silence. Until my mom shattered that.

"Sweetie," Mom said in her voice which usually signals a lecture, "Glen seems great."

"He is," I smiled, hesitant to fully trust this conversation.

"I hope you're spending enough time with him."

"Mom. . ."

"I just mean that you can sometimes get a little. . . too focused on your job," she tried to explain. "I'd hate to see you let something good slip through your fingers."

"You mean, you'd hate to see Glen slip through my fingers," I said slowly.

"Well," she stuttered, "it's just. . . You finally found a guy. I'd hate to see you lose him because you're more focused on your job than you are on him."

"Wow," I scoffed. "Just wow, Mom. I have a boyfriend, something you've wanted me to have for years, and all you can think about is how I'm going to definitely lose him."

"I didn't mean it like that," Mom tried to defend herself.

"But you think it," I nodded. "You think I'm going to ruin things."

"You get over-focused on work, sweetheart. If you worked less. . ."

"Glen also works," I tried to point out. "We both have jobs that ask for a lot, but we make time for each other. It's one of the things we promised. On our first date, we talked about our jobs. I told him that I'd probably end up canceling dates at the last minute because of work. He told me he'd probably end up canceling dates at the last minute because he has to travel for a new movie. We both promised that we'd make time for each other. And we do, Mom. Yes, I've canceled a few dates. But so has he. When he's in town, he steals me away for lunch. When I travel to the same place he's filming, we sneak off set early and spend the night together. We each do as much as we can. We both knew what we were getting into when we first started dating."

"I just want you to be careful," Mom said, clearly not hearing anything I just said. "Glen seems like a really sweet guy. I'd hate for you to lose him because you spend more time on your job than on your relationship."

"Mom. . ."

My heart jumped into my throat when Glen walked into the kitchen. One look at him and I knew he had overheard everything.

"Hey, darling," he said, sending a quick glance toward my mom. He walked over and wrapped his arms around my waist. "You ready for that walk on the beach you promised me?"

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[anathemafiction]

I cant believe u have me swooning over the bastard. How could u. Hadrian and Alessa, even Neia, are right there, and all i can think about is his dumb little face and the way he begged romanus not to let him die. Honestly the interactions between a sarcastic mc and rafael during the interregation scene were some of my faves in the book, i can't wait to bully him into a loving relationship in book 2 and 3

The part where he begged Romanus to live was when I decided he'd be a romance option. I loved it that much. The whole interrogation afterward only solidified that decision.

I know there's a whole tag of me joking that I didn't like the rat bastard, but I think it's obvious I always liked Rafael a lot. But now that I'm finally writing him in the game, I can say that I absolutely adore him. He's such a blast to write. I love every time he's on a scene. 😊

I can't wait for you all to experience his romance or friendship route. One of his scenes at the end of the book will probably be one of my favorites of the sequel, character-wise.

[elenaceccatoillustrations]

Dentro al buio. Uomini, bestie e luoghi della fantasia popolare alpina • Domodossola

Il 5 agosto inaugurerà a Domodossola la quarta mostra itinerante open-air del progetto Interreg Italia-Svizzera Di-Se, DiSegnare il territorio, organizzata dall’Associazione Musei d’Ossola e dall’Associazione Asilo Bianco, alla quale partecipano ogni anno vari artisti e illustratori italiani e svizzeri. Quest’anno il fil rouge della mostra sono le bestie e le creature magiche che popolano…

[xamaxenta]

SABO BEING KNOWN FOR INTERREGATIONS AND HAS A TEETH NECKLACE basically his go to move in interrogation is yanking teeth and he always keeps them in his stash and has a necklace of all his favorite victims teeth-

i am becoming unhinged WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?!

OH? ????Hello anon you’d like to discuss the intricacies of my favourite whiteboy bastard !!!

Perhaps not a necklace thats crude even for Sabo, would you be open to considering his toothy trophy being a decorative piece like artfully laid out he has charts… data if you will on which ones prompt the most interesting results (information)

tooth pulling imo plays off better as a psychological tactic more than a guarantee, i love the idea of Sabo utilising it as a threat more so than an act he particularly enjoys

But hes not just a barker hes got the bite and the grip strength to prove it, so imagine him getting chummy with his target

Hes been seated beside them for a while now, no amount of banter or threats to their family or personal general safety is budging them so he stands up with a crisp sigh and strides off stage right to return wheeling a very

Ominous steel cart, you know the one those surgical trolleys

And laid out are his tools, most are just medieval barbaric imitations of generic forceps which is all hes really gonna need tbh but its about PRESENTATION

And beneat the tray of tools is a neat velvet display of all the past teeth hes harvested

He smiles, not a single. Tooth of his own missing oh hes fucking rubbing it in isnt he? Gets personal again like ah, Major corporal blahblah was it? You know ive dabbled in minor surgery before and suturing isnt really my thing, field medicine is guerilla warfare in of itself, medically speaking and im better at fishing than casting heh.

Hes so funny lol laughs at his own joke as he busies himself with the trolley

So theres a choice here, game start! You could pick the easy way out sell out, save yourself your bonney lass and the baby youve got on the way or we can do this the less than profitable way which is i gather some down payment but trying to hear you through the snot, blood and tears will be excessively annoying and taxing for me yknow?

Mismatched eyes crinkling up hes really a devil in disguise 🥰

[heroinesofthedas]

The first time I ever played Dragon Age II, I went in completely blind and let me tell you, not a lot has ever recreated the insane feeling of watching Varric and Cassandra's interregation about Hawke and Anders while romancing Anders. Deadass though this was going to be a thing with all of the LI's going forward.

[kilometermacher]

Polen nochmal: Von Kołobrzeg nach Darłowo

[diaryofamadsunwukongfan]

Case file #1001: Emerald

Race: Human

Nationality: unknown

Ethnicity: Vacun

Weapon: (Dual hand canons that unfold into chain scythes. The bullets are made from Storm Dust, an extremely rare variation of Breeze Dust that is 10x more powerful and Green in color.)

Gender: Woman

Sexuality: bisexual (I'll let you know that I'm the only intern in this facillaty that has a PS that allows me to detect people's sexualities through sight! And yes, I can see Aura in photos.)

Starting Age: 17 (?)

Aura Color: Green

Handedness: right

Complexion: Dark

Eye Color: Red

Semblance: unknown (Contradictory reports indicate some type of Transportation or Deception semblance. If she is captured alive, interregate her on her semblance immediately.)

Occupation: [CLASSIFIED]

Guys, how am I supposed to do a report when we don't have any information about her??? No last name, no kingdom of origin, this photo was taken from a Dust station, no weapon name, age is approximated, I had to use my semblance to check her sexuality (its not even like we need this information, no one is going to seduce a girl that dosen't look legal), her only reported crimes are petty theft and something else I can't find out because someone classified half of the information about this girl?!

Yes, I'm keeping my rant in the case file and yes I will be filing a complaint with someone's manager! Honestly, I don't even know why we need a report on her. Classified information aside, she looks like some random street rat from Vacuo.