#fers 1000 event

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✦ PINK AIRI tumblr layouts　⁞　day O1 : @whisfer｡

❥　rb & crd to use｡　frames & div by @whisfer｡　

⋯　day O1 : favorite pink character｡

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Robin & Sunday graphicz !

For @whisfer 'z event !

2. characters that are simply you and your best friend/sibling

Framez by Fer ofc ♡

Rb/like+credz. to uze !

No kin/id/me tagz unlezz @fwus or me idktbh

Note :: idk bro Im half azleep thiz iznt uz

[whisfer]

ℱ⠀⠀︵︵⠀ ⠀·　　Calling⠀4⠀Event⠀!!

⠀⠀to celebrate my milestone of 1000+ followers, i wanted ⠀to make an event to commemorate!

⠀the rules of the event are simple⠀:3⠀!! you are ONLY able to ⠀⠀use frames that i have made in the past!! you are allowed ⠀to add your own elements, resize, and recolor however they ⠀⠀must be my frames!

⠀the event will run may 18 - may 30th !! people who have ⠀⠀participated and submitted at least 2 prompts ⠀will be legible for a prize! there will be 3 randomized winners ⠀⠀ and all 3 will receive 3 anythings :3 !!

⠀@ me in all your submissions and tag #fers 1000 event and they can be ANYTHING your creative mind thinks of :3 ⠀late submissions until may 30th are accepted⠀!!

⠀⠀⠀⠀there will be 6 prompts for 12 days, and a spare!

⠀⠀may 18/19⠀｡⠀your favorite PINK character(s)

⠀⠀may 20/21⠀｡⠀characters that are simply ⠀⠀⠀⠀you and your best friend(s) and / or sibling(s)

⠀⠀may 22/23⠀｡⠀your favorite BLUE character(s)

⠀⠀may 24/26⠀｡⠀(a) character(s) you simply DESPISE ⠀⠀⠀⠀from your favorite fandom(s)

⠀⠀may 27/28⠀｡⠀your favorite RED character(s)

⠀⠀may 29/30⠀｡⠀(a) character(s) that is simply YOU!

⠀⠀spare⠀｡⠀your favorite COLOR character(s)

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⠀⠀⠀⠀no taglist !! feel free to reblog regardless of who :3

[zombiebomb]

🫧 — ; " everybody's saying that you're no good for me. "

ABIGAIL (FRIGGA) GRAPHICS

for day 1 of @whisfer 's event ; your favorite pink character

F2U, creds not needed but appreciated !

[loverelia]

🌸 “ the nerve ! saying that in the presence of me and ei ? ”

🎀 “ lightning from inazuma won’t be able to reach me in fontaine , right ? ”

ੈ✩‧₊ YAE MIKO & CHARLOTTE ( genshin impact ) GRAPHICS

DAY 01 : @whisfer ’s event ★

WAAAGH ,, i’m still learning on how to make good graphics so i apologise if these are bad !! i had fun making them though :3

︶ ⏝ ︶ ୨ ୧ ︶ ⏝ ︶ please credit if use !

frames : @whisfer ( slightly edited ^^ )

art on charlotte’s graphic : @/shirona_775 on twt

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Úlfs veðrit er ið CMXCIX

Úlfs veðrit er ið níuhundruð nítíu ok níunda ok vargs leifar skulu brátt fylgjask til þessar svarðar rǫðu óttalegra atburða. Lærdómsins prýðir ko eptir tveggja vetra harðindi á verǫld væna af fljú-gandi tungu í fiska dalsmiskunn Þrándheims, nýtt bú foldar valds. Sagði hann Óláfi at djǫfla díki væri Hǫars drífu boða veðrs gefit. Kristr mun aldri ganga um þat heiðar jótr. Brást Óláfr inn versti við, hæðir þann líns kenni ok tekr mála hnǫggvir svartra sandar. Geira hreggr reisir sitt hatrsfulla blóð-kerti. Ok þeir Niðar vargar úr Fjalla Finns ótemju flokk skulu brátt mæta inu skerandi hljóði hræsæ-var bergja blóðorru. Þínar hrapmunna handa skal kljúfa, þína illvegs kiljur skulu falla, þín svarðar strǫnd skal fjúka inn í hyldýpi kvǫl heima tanna garðs. Þinn hugstrandar hallr skal gefinn Hænis hugreynanda aftígum ok þitt sárgeimi gefit Vígi sem hann undan þér rífr helsærðan pung. Iðr munu flæða niðr þorns svíra snerriblóð þar til þinn vágs hyrsenda ǫrlǫg ǫll út þurrkuð af alls dróttins himsins rítar túni réttlætis ok reglu. Aðeins Gizzur hvíti ok Hjalti fá lægt Sogns grams bræði. Kǫld þǫgn trónir yfir norðsæta gætis suðra miði. Enginn grædis elgr skal úthalda, enginn óðar smiðr fer til mímis vinar rúnar. Á þúsundustu úlfs tuggu sigla Gizzur ok Hjalti ásamt Þormóði Krists hirðmanni til at leiða upp norðr ok komu þrem fimmtum fyrir Alþingi at inum vinbǫrðu brunns byggjum suðrs, sem eitt sinn hýstu hella hrǫnn Dúrins niðja sagvorðuða úr vestri. Hér, at Hǫrgeyri byggðu þeir úr við Pétrs knǫrr mikit á fyrrum Svǫlnis ekkju, helguð var sú grund heilǫgum Klemenz. Enginn þǫgn beið er þeir riðu til þings ok reistu hǫlda hjálpar stólpa. Ok þann næsta dag héldu Gizzur hvíti ok Hjalti at Lǫgbergi ok gjǫrðu erindi sitt kunngjǫrt.

[ENGLISH - The year is 999]

The year is 999 and doom shall soon follow to this soil of fightful events. The missionary arrives after 2 years of struggle in the vivid world of the flying tongues in the summer at Þrándheimr, new home of the king. He tells Ólafr Tryggvason that Iceland is given to the one-eyed wargod of madness. Christ will never walk on that crumbling earth. Ólafr turns frantic, scolds the missionary and takes hostages of the black sand. Ólafr rises his hateful sword. And the descendents of this uncontrollable flock of Óðinn, shall soon meet the crushing sound of the raven's hunger. Your arms shall be chopped, your legs shall fall, your heads shall fly into the deep depths of the devil's mouth. Your hearts shall be given to Loki's consuming spawn and your sprinkling blood given to Vígi as he rips off your lacerated testicles. Guts will flow down Nið until your kin's fates are wiped away from God's kingdom of justice and order. Only Gizzur hvíti and Hjalti are able to cool the king's anger. A cold silence thrones over the king's words. No ship is able to set sail, no messenger arrives at the black shores. In the year 1000, Gizzur and Hjalti set sail with the priest Þormoðr to lead up north and arrive two weeks before Alþingi at the stormy southern isles, that once were inhabited by revolting slaves from the west. Here, at Hǫrgaeyrr they build a wooden church on formerly heathen ground, dedicated to holy Clemens. No silence awaits when they ride to the assembly and raise crosses. And the next day, Gizzur hvíti and Hjalti went to Lǫgberg, and announced their mission.

[dweetwise]

I feel like Doctor/Hillbilly is so niche but I really love the ship atm, may I rq some hcs of them mayb? 😔💕

[oo this is a rarepair if i’ve ever sen one! hope you like because i definitely got carried away!]

getting together fluff, some nsfw mentions at the end!

Herman X Max headcanons

Max has always admired the more authoritative killers, like Evan and Herman, while Herman has always mostly ignored Max. Herman is kind of a snob in that he values intelligence above all else, and just brushed Max off as an uneducated, well, hillbilly

Max isn’t stupid and is desperate to prove himself to Herman. This causes him to awkwardly approach the older man and request that he “Show Max how to make ‘em gennies sparkle an’ go boom”

Herman raises an eyebrow. The kid wants to learn how to overcharge a generator? It’s not an easy task and took Herman several weeks to perfect. Herman promises to get back to him later, causing a disappointed Max to wander off

Herman writes a numbered step-by-step idiot-proof guide to learning the technique, even throwing in a few rough sketches of the machines in case Max doesn’t know what some of the terms mean

When he finds Max and gives him the instructions with a smug grin, Max’s whole face lights up, until he looks at the papers and his smile drops into a disappointed frown. “Is something the matter?” Herman asks, prepared to give the young man a stern lecture for questioning his hard work. “Ah well, this ‘s mighty fine of ya Her--err, sir! Thanks!” Max drawls nervously before sprinting off with the papers

Herman doesn’t see Max for the next few days and assumes the scatter-brained youth gave up on learning altogether. He’s in the middle of complaining to Philip about Max squandering all his efforts, when Philip points out a crucial fact, “You know Max can’t read, right?”, and Herman feels like smacking himself in the face for not thinking of the possibility sooner

Herman swallows his pride and ventures to Coldwind farm to teach Max his technique the old-fashioned way, expecting to find the young man moping in a corner somewhere or perhaps making stick animals or whatever it is hillbillies do

Instead, he finds Max by the generator in the shed, hunched over and tinkering with the machine with papers scattered about the entire floor. “Hiya Herman!” Max greets him enthusiastically, wiping his oily hands on his overalls

“Max, what are you doing? What are these?” Herman questions and glances at the papers

“I did it! Look!” Max exclaims and gives the generator a solid kick, short-circuiting it and causing it to spark violently. “I uhh--I couldn’t read ya book, so I look’d at tha pictures ya drew an looked inside a genny to see wha I was s’posed ta do,” Max explains, gesturing to a pile of papers next to him where he’s--Herman inhales sharply in surprise--drawn pages upon pages of mechanical diagrams of the machines, pinpointing the exact locations the kick will impact!?

Herman is at a loss for words, completely taken aback by the other man’s resourcefulness and technical skill. He sees Max looking at him nervously, clearly awaiting some sort of response from his tutor. “Excellent work, boy. Would you like to accompany me in my next generator experiment?” Herman compliments and Max goes beet red and shuffles his feet awkwardly. “Tha’ would be mighty fine, sir.” Max mumbles

Max starts spending a lot of time in Herman’s office, assisting him with any research that requires a knack for machinery. Herman often visits Max’s tool shed in the farm, where they test many of his ideas and Max tinkers with the generator to troubleshoot for or fix any failures

Herman, recognizing and impressed by Max’s potential, demands the younger learn how to read so he can further participate in the research. Max is giddy at the prospect, but after a couple of disastrous attempts Herman admits he’s a lousy teacher and bribes Sally to teach Max by offering the redhead unlimited access to his office

Max is happy and making great progress with his reading, and Herman feels a strange sort of pride for his protege. That’s why it takes him completely by surprise when one day, Max decides to kiss him out of the blue. Herman pulls the man off of him and demands answers. “Just what do you think you’re doing!?” he asks sternly. “S-sorry! ‘S just, me an’ Sally were readin’ them books a-an I thought ‘s what people do, like them fellas Heathcliff an’ Cath’rine--”

“Of course Sally has you read that fictional garbage over the anatomy books I provided,” Herman sighs and runs a hand over his face in exasperation. “’M sorry Herman, Sally said ‘s what people do when ‘ey luv some’un,” Max explains, shuffling awkwardly. “Hold on. Love? Me?” Herman asks, voice uncharacteristically breaking into an even higher octave from the shock. Of all the stupid things--

“Ya! I luv ya,” Max says without hesitation, beaming. “And you want to kiss... me,” Herman clarifies, trying to wrap his head around this sudden turn of events. “Already did. An’ I wanna kiss ya more an’ do naughty things with ya in a hayloft,” Max cheerily remarks. Herman feels his brain short-circuit from the implications coming out of his seemingly innocent apprentice’s mouth. “Come ‘un, I ain’t dumb, I know wha Evan ‘n Phil dis’pear in tha woods fer,” Max grins with a slight blush.

Herman’s always been a quick thinker, so he manages to run through all possible outcomes of this scenario in his head. It’s stupid. He should reject Max. But he can’t say that he’s not intrigued, and seeing the kid’s enthusiasm... Herman finally just shakes his head fondly and allows himself to lean into Max’s personal space. “I know you’re anything but dumb, kid. I also don’t think you know what you’re getting yourself into,” he can’t suppress a dark chuckle, half expecting the younger to feel intimidated--

“Try me, pops,” Max challenges instead, grinning. “That’s it you little shit--” Herman has the time to give an idle threat before Max’s laughing mouth shuts him up with a kiss

It’s not the most healthy relationship as there’s a clear power imbalance but Herman is kind of a narcissist and gets off on it. Though he does genuinely care about Max, he’s not gentle and you’ll never hear him use the phrase “Are you sure?”

Max loves being praised both inside and outside the bedroom. Herman is stingy with his compliments, only giving them when he’s genuinely impressed, which makes them all the more special to Max

Max has a daddy kink ok I don’t make the rules. He doesn’t realize it and probably doesn’t even know what it means, but Herman is perceptive. When he takes a gander and urges Max to call him ‘daddy’ during one of their trysts he doesn’t expect it to do much of anything, but hearing his lover cry out the word and almost spill himself makes him realize it’s a control thing and now he’s very much on board

Herman tops at first, but once he sees Max’s enthusiasm and the younger learns to channel his energy, they fall into a habit of Max topping. Herman discovers himself to be a bit of a power bottom and begrudgingly admits that Max fucks better than him, making Max’s confidence soar

The other killers quickly find out about their relationship because Max can’t shut up about his adoration of Herman. They get some snide comments from the Legion brats and a blushing Amanda threatening Max to “Stop oversharing your fucking sex life or I’ll reverse beartrap your dick”, but nobody seems to really care what they do behind closed doors--with the exception of one

Evan is pissed, being somewhat of a father figure to Max and 1000% ready to bash in Herman’s skull for seemingly taking advantage of the younger, impressionable man. Max is upset a the accusations, Herman pretends to give a shit about Evan’s opinion because of Max, and eventually Philip and Sally have to get involved to calm Evan down, vouching for Herman’s non-sinister intentions and Max’s ability to make his own decisions

[i came up with max’s personality on the fly but i kind of love him now?? also i don’t know how old herman is but i always hc max as early twenties at most so have some age difference on the side]

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The Virtue of Silence

Word Count: 1163

Warnings: None

Summary: Junkrat sets a world record by nearly ruining Valentine’s Day two entire weeks before it begins, and Ruby learns there’s just as much risk as there is reward to dating an unhinged convict with a bad case of never shutting up.

Ok so I wanted this to be a comic but I was too tired and it woulda taken too long and some other third excuse, so here’s a fic instead! I was going for a more light-hearted and silly tone, and while I don’t think I quite succeeded, I still had fun. I was also trying to write something less than 1000 words, but uh... I think it’s pretty clear I didn’t manage that. *looks off into the sun wistfully* Maybe some day...

Ruby plopped down on the couch, a bowl of spaghetti in one hand and the television remote in the other; usually she would be dining at the table across from her boyfriend, but Junkrat was out on yet another one of his heists. If she remembered correctly, he and his partner-in-crime Roadhog had ventured to Paris, but that was, unfortunately, all she knew. It was unusual for Junkrat not to share all the details of his latest schemes with her, and even though Roadhog had reassured her that he would be keeping the reckless Aussie safe, she still felt uneasy about not knowing exactly what kind of trouble the two would be getting into.

She flicked on the TV before tossing the remote aside and picking up her fork, twirling up a clump of spaghetti as a series of commercials played until at last, the program she wanted began.

“Tonight, on A Moment in Crime…”

Ruby knew that this particular show tended to keep up-to-date on criminal events, so if Junkrat and Roadhog had already finished their heist, she’d be sure to hear about it here. Sure enough, their mugshots appeared on screen, and Ruby perked her head up as she shoveled a forkful of spaghetti into her mouth.

The overdramatic narrator continued, “These notorious criminals have spread destruction and mayhem across the globe, but could the pyromaniac known as Junkrat… have his own romantic flame?”

Ruby froze mid-chew, her eyes going wide and spaghetti dangling from her mouth as she focused intently on the TV, praying that this story wouldn’t be going where she thought it might be. The screen changed to a video- with the unstable quality making it clear that it was recorded on a phone- that showed the two Junkers together at the outdoor seating of a cafe, with Junkrat in plain view and Roadhog sitting with his back to whoever was recording. Junkrat was mid-ramble about something, and as the audio cut in and Ruby heard his far-too familiar voice, she felt her blood run cold.

“-d’ya think, Hoggie? I just know that Roobs is gonna love this place!” Junkrat spoke far too loudly, not even noticing that he was being recorded. “It’s a bit posh f’me, but she’s been goin’ on about doin’ somethin’ special fer that whole Valee-Day thing, so I think I’m alright riskin’ looking like a tall poppy, long as I can get me girl ta smile!”

The audio lowered, and the narrator spoke over the video. “This footage, uploaded just hours ago, was taken at a shop outside the Cabaret Luna in Paris. The explosives-obsessed Junker seems to be discussing plans for a supposed date with an unknown person whom he refers to as ‘Rubes’. The criminal goes on to talk about methods of traveling to the city of love with this mysterious person, before the brave witness who uploaded the video is noticed. Viewers should be warned that the following footage may be frightening to some.” 

The audio of Junkrat’s voice came back in. “-wish I could be up on the bird-boat with her, but I’m pretty sure I’ve made it on the no-fly list by now, heheh, so I guess we could just meet up here.” As he kept rambling, his eyes wandered towards the recorder until he made eye contact with the camera. He had to do a double-take before he finally noticed that he and Roadhog were being filmed, and the cheery grin on his face quickly turned into an angered scowl as he stood up in his chair and stomped his boot onto the table with his fists raised. “Oi, the fuck d’ya think you’re doin’, mate?!” Junkrat quickly reached down for his frag launcher, which was placed beside the chair he had previously been sitting in.

The video became incomprehensibly shaky as the person recording began to flee, repeating “merde” between panicked breaths as Junkrat shouted for them to “get the hell back here”, and the video stopped just as an explosion went off behind the recorder. The screen freeze-framed on the last second of footage and slowly zoomed in to create a dramatic effect as the narrator spoke up again. “The uploader luckily managed to escape by running into a neighboring store, but the footage they posted gives us a startling view into the personal life of these violent criminals.” The show cut back to a still shot of Junkrat from the video just presented as the narrator continued, “Is it possible that this wanted convict is actually involved in a romantic relationship? Is there someone out there insane enough to partner themselves with a pyromaniac like Junkrat? Or is this simply the delusional ramblings of a madman?”

The show cut back to Junkrat and Roadhog’s mugshots. “As always, if you have any information about these two dangerous men, or any knowledge of the unknown person, again, referred to as ‘Rubes’ in this video, please contact us today. Remember, crime doesn’t pay, but we-”

Ruby had to shut off the television before she could hear more. She stared forward blankly, her spaghetti weakly hanging from her pursed lips as she processed what she had just seen. She didn’t even have the energy to bite down, as all her brainpower was immediately going into panicking as hard as she could. She wondered if this was how omnics felt when they short-circuited; her mind was just piling one bad thought on top of another, leading to a never-ending wave of fear washing over her. Damn that man and his big mouth…

***

“Oh, Roooobs!” Junkrat shouted as he burst through the front door to Ruby’s apartment, throwing down his frag gun and the sack of stolen goods in his hand as he held his arms out expectantly, waiting for his girlfriend to run from around the corner and jump right into his arms as she had always done before. Instead, he saw her slowly move out from the kitchen with her arms crossed as she leaned her shoulder against the wall.

“Welcome back, Jamison,” Ruby spoke in an alarmingly calm tone with a nearly unreadable, but clearly unhappy expression.

Junkrat immediately broke into a cold sweat at the use of his full name as Ruby stared him down. “Er…” he put his arms down just a bit, “i-is there somethin’ wrong, sweets?”

Ruby simply glared at him harder, making him panic and hunch down as he looked at the floor and nervously rubbed his hand. What the hell had he done? Did he forget to say goodbye before he left? Had he eaten the last of one of her favorite snacks and put the empty box back? Did he leave the toilet seat up?

“So,” Ruby said, “you go to any nice cafes while you were in Paris?”

Junkrat snapped his head back up as his eyes went wide. “How did you know?” 

Ruby rubbed her face and sighed. “Jamie, my dear. We need to discuss the importance of thinking before you speak…”

[ask-custodian-jimmy]

Dear Custodian Jimmy, we would like to inform you that you are hereby relieved from your duty because the Emperor came back in your absence and due to your incompetence, is now bald. Since you missed this most glorious event (and the following freakout) you are not fit to work and would spend your days as a tour guide outside of the Imperial Palace. P.S. The girl that pulled the cable is not at fault, it was the Emperor's will.

Aye, cousin, dat sure is a lotta words dat don’t mean much at all. Emperah’s right ovah dare smokin’ a big bowl’ah 420 Blaze It an’ playin’ DA SUPAH NINTENDO. You evah see a man best Supah Punchout in only four minutes?

I can tell’z you right here an’ now dat da Emperah’s not gettin’ outta dat Gold-Gamer-Chair fer nuthin’, not when Him-Ovah-Dare is tryin’ ta get on dat top Games Done Quick spot fer SUPAH PUNCHOUT. HA! Do you undahstand da words leakin’ from mah mouth, cousin, hah!?

Do Not Disturb da Emperah’s Speedrunnin’. Da Mastah’ah Mankind’s gotta beat da game in undah’ah minute an’ who’s gonna do dat if not HIM? HAH!? You really gonna let da Darkness win what wif your blind insanity, cousin? You come in here, inta da very Palace’ah Terra an’ spit nothin’ but

HORSE - HOCKEY

Imma busy Custodian, cousin, an’ if Jimmy ain’t got time fer one ting... dat’ted be Horse-Hockey. Now, iffen you’ll excuse me, I’z got an order’ah 1000 Hot-Pockets (Three-Meat Pizza Flavored,) before da Emperah’s SOUL WITHERS FROM HIS REGAL FORM, tank you very much!! Ha!

For shame, cousin. For shame.

[circusfall]

　 　　 　 　　　haruka / touya tumblr layouts

　　　 　　 　　Ⅰ. free to use WITH CREDIT 　　 　 　 　　 Ⅱ.　for @whisfer's event 　　　　　 　　Ⅲ.　dont claim as ur own

also tagging @toya-atvbs for jokes

[herrscherofmemories]

Hu Tao graphicz !

For @whisfer 'z event !

-> your favorite RED character

Framez by Fer ofc ♡

Rb/like+credz. to uze !

Note :: idk what I made but yayyy !! @vamp-q here are zome Hu graphiczz ,, I will try to make more later tho . . No promize ;3

[whisfer]

⠀⠀⠀⠀the⠀winners⠀4⠀the⠀event⠀are⠀>O<

⠀⠀ @loverelia

⠀⠀ @fwuhs

⠀⠀ @zombiebomb

⠀⠀⠀⠀congratulations⠀mwah⠀,,⠀!!

⠀⠀⠀feel⠀free⠀to⠀dm⠀me⠀here⠀or⠀on⠀discord

⠀⠀⠀⠀to⠀discuss⠀your⠀rewards⠀,,⠀!!

[zombiebomb]

🌐 — ; THE BANNED PLAYER HAD POSTED !

DO YOU WISH TO OPEN ?

> YES NO

🎮 ~ (low effort) SHINONOME GRAPHICS

EVENT SUBMISSION ; [ user # @whisfer ]

DAY 2 ; [ characters that remind you of you and your sibling. ]

🧷 ~ All of the banned player's edits are free to use unless stated otherwise. Credits are not needed to use but are always appreciated.

[loverelia]

ꉂ`𖦹. delivery from @loverelia ✦

: RYO YAMADA GRAPHICS

𐔌 DAY 03 :: @whisfer ’s event ؛ ଓ

⠀ ◞ ྀི◟ ͜ ◞ ྀི◟ ͜ ◞ ྀི◟ please credit if use !

frames && masks ; @whisfer

[aspekt-namur]

Du jeudi 29 juin au vendredi 4 août 2017, "Holidays 2017" à Reclyclart, c'est la gare Bruxelles-Chapelle qui est de nouveau le centre d’attraction d’une animation sans pareille, et ce pendant 6 semaines. Comme chaque année, vous pourrez profiter gratuitement, ou pour trois fois rien, de musique, d’expos, d’ateliers, de photos, de mauvais films, de tricots indéfinis, de pain, de jeux et d’autres bagatelles.

Au niveau photo :

1. La Galerie Josey Dakota, basée à Londres et Shanghai, est spécialisée dans les actions de terrain. Auréolée d'une renomée internationale, elle ouvre une succursale sous les rails du chemin de fer à Recyclart (Bruxelles) et invite Aspëkt. Notre commando s'adonnera ainsi à des collages urbains de photos (#mürmür).

QUAND : Jeu 29 juin 2017 HORAIRE : 19h - 23h OU : Recyclart, Rue des Ursulines 25, 1000 Bruxelles

+ INFOS : (FR) http://www.recyclart.be/fr/agenda/altin-gun-megafonix-liquid-brother (FACEBOOK) www.facebook.com/events/977874652343082

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2. Le Musée de la Photographie de Bruxelles ouvre ses petites portes à Recyclart. Pour sa deuxième exposition le musée hors les murs prendra place dans la Gare de la Chapelle avec une installation autour d'images d'auteurs de notre plat pays. Un événement majeur dans le monde de la photographie en Belgique et particulièrement pour Bruxelles, capitale dépourvue de ce genre d'institution.

Avec : Lara Gasparotto, Vincent Delbrouck, Max Pinckers, Aurore Dalmas, Marie Sordat, Michel Clair, Nick Hannes, Colin Delfosse, Isabelle Detournay, Nicolas Clément, Solal Israel, Alan Tex, Thomas Vandendriessche, Joseph Charroy, Antonio Jimenez Saiz, Christopher de Béthune, Simon Van Steenwinckel, Laura Lafon, Matthieu Marre, Anne De Gelas, Cédric Van Turtelboom, Sébastien Van Malleghem…

QUAND : Jeu 29 juin 2017 HORAIRE : 19h - 23h OU : Recyclart, Rue des Ursulines 25, 1000 Bruxelles

+ INFOS : www.recyclart.be/fr/agenda/musee-de-la-photographie-de-bruxelles (FACEBOOK) www.facebook.com/events/152084985322865