#Wendy Abraham

[willstafford]

Full of Beans

JACK AND THE BEANSTALK Gatehouse Theatre, Stafford, Thursday 12th December 2024 Eric Potts is a giant of pantomime and, although he doesn’t grace the stage in this production, the script bears his hallmarks from start to finish.  If there’s anything he doesn’t know about pantomime, it probably isn’t worth knowing.  This show is just one of ten he has written this year for venues throughout the…

[kommandonuovidiavoli]

I also designed the Gender Bent versions of them as kids! Had fun! And yes, Wendy's striking her best Sailor Moon pose!

[leatheryhoward]

ER Rewatch: S02E07 Hell and High Water

[uss-protostar]

Mark and Doug in the first scene

"Marky boy! Ah, did I wake you up? "Yes you did." "You are a real friend, I want you to know that." ER, "24 Hours", dir. Rod Holcomb

[pretty-little-fools]

[semena--mertvykh]

Un autre enfer que le mien

J'avais beau m'y attendre et m'y préparer depuis des jours, la réponse négative de l'EHESS à ma candidature n'a pas été un moment facile à vivre.

Étrangement, ce qui me taraude dans cet échec, c'est le sentiment de honte par rapport à Sexy - lequel s'en fout pas mal, d'ailleurs, et pour une fois, son indifférence est un soulagement.

Je voulais candidater bien avant de le rencontrer, évidemment, mais dans ce désir est venue se mêler la croyance que, si j'intégrais cette prestigieuse école, il allait me regarder autrement. Ces trucs de diplômes et de grandes écoles ont l'air tellement importants pour lui.

=> il allait me regarder avec cette concupiscence de classe qu'il a réservée à la sempiternelle insipide poupée blonde à ma droite, à la réunion de stage - celle qui a fait Sciences-Po...

Énième déclinaison de notre cauchemar à toutes, Elle a tout ce que je n'ai pas / Elle n'a qu'à se baisser pour ramasser les cœurs / Pendant que moi, je rame comme une grosse crevarde.

Autres réalités douloureuses à encaisser :

le fait que je ne serai pas chercheuse

le fait que je n'ai pas trouvé de Master musico qui me plaise et/ou qui soit disposé à m'accueillir, ce qui signifie que :

pour la première fois depuis quatre ans, je ne suis inscrite nulle part l'année prochaine, ce qui signifie que :

je vais devoir me remettre à travailler, alors que je n'en ai pas fini avec l'université et que j'ai encore des choses à dire ;

et accessoirement - un détail en comparaison de ce qui précède : çà fait mal, quand vous vous êtes choisi un environnement d'élection et que cet environnement vous rejette...

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Qu'est-ce qu'on peut écouter dans ces moments-là ? Qu'est-ce que j'écoute quand je vais vraiment très mal ? C'est compliqué. Si chansons tristes = du sel sur une plaie, mais si chansons gaies = encore pire.

Je crois, une chanson que j'écoutais à un autre moment de crise, en me demandant si j'allais y survivre.

=> I can see the light, de Mike Oldfield, pas terrible musicalement mais les paroles me touchent toujours, et j'avais 18 ans et j'étais en train de quitter ce type, qui me tabassait, qui disait qu'il allait me tuer si je partais, et je savais qu'il en était capable, et je savais aussi que je préférais mourir que de retourner avec lui, j'étais terrifiée et prête à mourir mais j'avais écrit cet adage sur mon cahier de textes, pour me donner du courage : Mieux vaut vivre un jour comme un lion que cent ans comme un mouton.

Oui, j'en suis à peu près là. Chaque journée supplémentaire où je suis encore en vie est une victoire.

Mike Oldfield, dont le fils est mort dans la trentaine. Alors, lui aussi sait ce que c'est, de perdre ce à quoi on tient par dessus tout. Deux ans après cette tragédie, il disait : "You’ve got no choice but to live with it".

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Les nuits sont difficiles mais dans la journée, écouter Adèle Haenel, Iris Brey, Dorothée Dussy, Juliet Drouar, parler d'inceste sur Médiapart, m'apporte du réconfort. Leur intelligence, leur réflexion, la rigueur qu'elles emploient à choisir les bons mots, et savoir qu'elles ont vécu des évènements terribles même s'ils sont différents des miens, m'aident à tenir mon propre enfer à une certaine distance. Car ce ne sont pas les hommes violents qui font le plus de mal, mais la maltraitance maternelle qui a permis cela. Si ma mère ne m'avait pas cassée, jamais les hommes ne m'auraient eue.

Disons qu'elles m'aident à admettre cette vérité terrible : cet enfer-là, de devoir renoncer encore une fois à accomplir ma vocation, c'est celui dans lequel je vais devoir vivre dorénavant ; ce n'est sans doute pas le pire, çà reste un enfer quand même, et je vais devoir essayer d'y aménager un espace respirable malgré tout, parce que je ne suis pas sûre d'avoir assez de temps et de force désormais pour espérer en sortir.

Quelle ironie. Je croyais que de devoir renoncer à Sexy, c'était çà le cataclysme de l'année - quand toutes les alarmes se sont mises à sonner dans ma vie en même temps. Je croyais que je serais tranquille après cela. Mais c'était juste un séisme avant-coureur. La vraie catastrophe arrive maintenant, et elle met par terre tout ce qui tenait encore debout.

[the-joy-of-knowledge]

TED Talks to end the Year on a high note

Brain Magic by Keith Barry

The brain changing benefits of exercise by Wendy Suzuki

Power foods for the brain by Neal Barnard

Intermittent fasting: Transformational Technique by Cynthia Thurlow

You don't find happiness, you create it by Katarina Bloom

The Art of being yourself by Caroline McHugh

The magic of not caring by Sarah Knight

How to not take things personally by Frederik Imbo

Speaking Up Without Freaking Out by Matt Abrahams

How to motivate yourself to change your behavior by Tali Sharot

[firstfullmoon]

claire schwartz (poetry editor at jewish currents) shared info about a virtual gathering of poets to raise medical aid to help palestine tomorrow (oct 18th) at 5pm PT / 8pm ET / 2am CET (register here). other poets present include danez smith, george abraham (author of the ars poetica in which every pronoun is a Free Palestine poem), solmaz sharif, lena khalif tuffaha (author of the running orders poem), wendy xu, summer farah (author of the PORTRAIT OF ME AS BREAD BAKING IN JERUSALEM poem)

[pupsmailbox]

HALLOWEEN ID PACK

NAMES︰ abraham. abraxas. adam. adrian. adrienne. alaric. alfred. alistair. amity. ann. annabelle. apple. arawn. ash. avaric. azazel. azrael. azriel. barnabas. belladonna. berry. blair. blaize. blake. blanche. boq. brain. bram. bridgette. bronwen. burton. candi. candy. caradoc. carmilla. carrie. casper. cassia. castor. choco. claire. clarice. claudia. cole. coraline. corbin. crimson. cuthbert. damien. damon. daphne. dark. debra. dexter. draco. dracula. drake. duncan. ebony. edgar. elena. eli. elphaba. elvira. ember. estelle. eve. eye. fable. fang. fergus. finn. fiyero. frankenstein. freddie. freddy. frederick. george. ghost. ghoul. giles. glinda. griffin. grimm. gummy. hades. hallorann. hallow. hawthorne. heath. heathcliff. hecate. hekate. hela. hemlock. henry. ichabod. igor. ike. ivan. jack. jason. jasper. josette. knox. layla. lazarus. lenore. lester. licorice. lilith. lolly. lucinda. luella. luna. lunette. mab. malcolm. marnie. mary. matilda. mike. mikey. mina. morgan. morgana. mortimer. nancy. neoma. nessarose. nimue. norman. obsidian. onyx. orenda. orion. osiris. othello. pandora. payne. peach. perdita. poe. poison. pumpkin. radcliff. raven. reese. remus. renwick. requiem. rhiannon. romero. rosalie. rosemary. ross. ruby. rune. ruth. saber. sabrina. sage. salem. sally. sam. samhain. scarlett. sebastian. semyazza. seth. sibyl. sid. sirius. stella. stephen. sylvia. tabitha. thackery. trick. twila. twilight. udolpho. vamp. vampire. vanellope. vespera. victor. victoria. viktor. vincent. vlad. voltaire. wanda. wednesday. wendy. werewolf. wes. wesley. wilhelmina. willow. winifred. winter. wolf. wren. xander. zelda.

PRONOUNS︰ attic/attic. bat/bat. bell/bell. black/black. blood/blood. bone/bone. boo/boo. cabre/macabre. candle/candle. candy/bar. candy/candy. candybar/candybar. carve/carve. cavity/cavity. cem/cemetery. chaos/chaos. choco/chocola. claw/claw. co/coffin. costume/costume. crim/crimson. cry/crypt. dark/dark. darkroom/darkroom. demon/demon. devil/devil. dread/dreadful. end/ender. eve/eve. fair/fair. fang/fang. fest/festival. flick/flick. ghost/ghost. ghoul/ghoul. grem/gremlin. grim/grim. grue/gruesome. hallo/ween. hallow/hallow. hallow/halloween. halloween/halloween. haunt/haunt. haunted/haunted. hay/hayride. hex/hex. hide/hide. howl/howl. imp/imp. mis/mischeif. mon/monster. monster/monster. myst/mystery. para/normal. poi/poison. poison/poison. polter/geist. prank/prank. pum/pumpkin. pump/kin. pump/pumpkin. pumpkin/pumpkin. scare/crow. scream/scream. shriek/shriek. skel/skeleton. skeleton/skeleton. skull/skull. so/soul. spider/spider. spirit/spirit. spook/spook. spooky/spooky. static/static. sweet/sweet. tale/tale. thrill/thriller. tomb/tomb. treat/treat. tri/trick. trick/treat. trick/trick. trickster/trickster. vamp/vamp. vamp/vampire. vampire/vampire. venom/venom. voi/void. web/web. werewolf/werewolf. witch/witch. wolf/wolf. zomb/zomb. zombie/zombie. ⚰️. 🍁. 🍂. 🍫. 🍬. 🍭. 🎃. 👻. 💀. 💚. 💜. 🕯. 🕷. 🕷️. 🕸. 🖤. 🦇. 🦴. 🧡.

[by-wronged-hands]

HIHI I saw you write for gravity falls :) I was wondering if we can get something with Grunkle Stan?? Maybe a NB reader? :0

Night of the Undead

( Stanley x GN Reader )

TW: A bit of angst

A/N: I apologize for taking so long, but I hope you enjoy it! I really like this episode, and Stan looks undeniably good.

Running your fingers through his soft hair, Stan’s head balanced as he tried to stay awake. You helped him stumble his way to the bed, after he once more fell asleep in the office.

Lately, organising the income of the Mystery Shack turned into a nightmare. Firstly, he tried with Wendy…of course, she failed in her task. Unfortunately, he then tried with Mabel, which went worse than expected. Abraham Lincoln did not enjoy glitter over his face.

After staying up night after night, he became cranky during the day. Fights would spark out of the blue, and you’d calmly end them. Usually, you could remind yourself that he was simply exhausted. Other days, it was considerably harder. For example, today.

You began to recall every time he simply exploded. Not once, nor twice, nor thrice.

Each time, he simply shut his mouth quickly and then turned around. Storming out of the room was not the best way to stop a fight, but at least it worked…you simply accepted it. You felt hurt, of course, but you didn’t wish to be another problem for Stan.

Tonight, when you curled up in bed, it was cold. The sheets were smooth, not a single wrinkle. You missed his face, his skin over yours and his warmth. The bed felt too big without him, merely empty. You waited for him, but then one hour went by, and then two.

Shivering, your legs moved across the Mystery Shack. Searching him in the place you knew he’d be, you pushed open the door. Turning the knob slowly, so as to not disturb him. Lucky enough, Stan was just staring at a myriad of dollars. Not doing much other than looking rather tired.

That’s how you ended up having to assist him to bed. But you did not mind much—you would do far more to be able to snuggle between his arms into his chest during those freezing times of the day. But nothing mattered anymore. The fights didn’t exist any longer, every scream, every hostile look. You began slipping into sleep while listening to his heartbeat, holding him close and tight.

The sudden burst of a sunbeam awoke you hours later, but for your liking, Stan’s voice was the first thing you heard.

“Today, it’ll be different. I promise,” raspy and deep, it made you blush, “the party will go well.”

Immediately, the word party alarms you slightly.

“What—what party?” Foolishly, you asked.

Stan chuckled in response, and as his face approached yours, you stopped caring. His lips were placed, and his hands softly held your face.

“The grand re-opening for the shack, remember?”

He then proceeded to unwrap his arms around you, and stretch lazily. Dragging his legs out of the sheets, his expression remained fixed upon the door. You were curious why he looked exhausted, even after sleeping in for two hours more…

“C’mon, get up,” the man pulled your arm along with your whole body, “we have to prepare everything”.

And, as he just had stated, Stan did not waste a single second. Cleaning, rearranging, and buying food. Of course he did none of these, he was too busy with money. You began feeling fed up with it, yet you bottled it up. After all, there was not much to do—Stan only wished to keep proper order within the shack for the first time in ages.

You took upon yourself to clean, meanwhile the twins decorated everything. Well, Mabel did. Dipper was a bit too distracted with Wendy, but you couldn’t do anything but look at the painful, embarrassing conversations between them.

Couple of swipes and shiny stars after, the Mystery Shack was finally ready. And, as the sun set, you began admiring how quickly people filled up the empty space.

Still, something nagged you. Something was ticking you off, and there was no way you could enjoy the party without figuring it out. But as you investigated, the only unusual things you found were empty chairs. Except, Wendy and Dipper were supposed to stay sited all night long in those chairs. Leaving the lonely table, you wandered around. In an attempt to catch a glimpse of the two teenagers, you stumbled upon an outside window to Stan’s room.

Standing near it, you crouched near the floor. What if Stan was there? What was he doing? …is it weird to be spying on your partner?

You allowed your curious mind a peek. But, to your surprise, the only interesting thing within were the two teens you had initially been searching. Although Stan was there, his frown indicated anger. Yelling confirmed your suspicions, as well as Dipper sprinting through the door. Wendy looked remorseful, but there was nothing to be done.

Stan’s eyes travelled to the window, and your eyes met his. As for now, luck was not on your side.

He seemed displeased, and to worsen the situation furthermore, his sigh was your last straw. This morning, he promised a thing, and in a matter of hours, he had thrown it all away.

You stopped crouching down, and simply stood up. Slowly walking backwards to where you came from, his nostrils widened with fury. As his mouth you once kissed twisted, your heart begged you to run. And, so you did.

At this, Stan realised his mistake. Though, it was far too late.

Knees against your chest, and back against a tree trunk, you hid away. Unable to process your own thoughts, breathing became harder. The party loudly roared in the distance, but nothing could bring you back inside.

The night turned suddenly darker, and a goosebump crawled over you. The moonlight shined through your lids, and forced your eyes open. That same feeling, something was wrong again. Though, that time, you wished it had been Stan’s attitude…

From beneath the ground, a filthy, thin hand reached to the sky. Landing around your ankle, your instincts help you kick it off your skin. Moments later, dozens if not hundreds more began digging themselves up. Catching a few breaths of the cold night air, the undead desperately struggled through.

Soon enough, an odour drove them deep into madness. Flesh, fresh and warm. Jumping to your feet, you sprinted through the infinite trees. The further you went, the worse it looked.

Finally, you stood in front of the Mystery Shack. A gruesome scene unfolded before your very own eyes. A dreadful scream helped you snap out.

The twins were trapped upstairs, and judging by their frightened expressions, neither of them knew how to stay alive. Neither did you, but you would do anything it took to keep those kids alive. So you ran, and nothing could stop you.

Entering the house, and sailing your way through the rotting bodies drenched in dirt, you reached the stairs. Staring down at your ripped clothing, you thought of Stan. You thought of how badly his suit must look now. You thought of his messy hair, and manic eyes. His trembling hands, or the cold sweat dancing down his throat.

As you let down your guard, the undead begin to notice. Mercilessly, they launch at you. With all their might and hunger, they reach for you. Looking at what seemed to be the ending, your arms covered your face in terror.

One second later, then two, nothing had happened, except the strange sound of a punch…

This time, Stan was not late. He was right there, ripped suit, messy hair, manic eyes, and sweaty skin. Yet, his fists were firm. Not a single tremble, you noticed anything but an ounce of doubt.

“Go! Get the twins!” He shouted, between grunts of effort.

“I will not leave you,” you yelled back.

“Do you trust me?” And, of course, you answered yes.

“Then, go upstairs and wait for me…NOW!” Following his orders, you turned around and followed Mabel and Dipper’s screams.

It only took Stan a few minutes to reunite with you. You could not hold yourself from wrapping your arms around his chest. Holding his face down for a kiss, you forgot about every frown those lips had ever given you. His mouth tasted like rum, and his cheeks were reddish.

“Hey, we get it, both just forgave each other but let’s leave the kisses for after the apocalypse.” Spoke Mabel, with those abominable creatures in mind. You looked at Stan, and he looked back, but no more did his eyes show hate.

One pop song later, the undead’s brains were everywhere. It was a horrifying mess, but the twins and Stan were still perfectly fine. With a few wounds, but nothing serious.

Gazing down at the grass tinted with crimson blood, a pair of hands pulled you closer. Stan’s lips felt welcoming, and the alcohol in them eased your worries.

The twins looked at you both; Dipper seemed uncomfortable, Mabel snatched a photo for her album.

It for sure was a night you would never forget, but now, the only thing you wished to do was drink and kiss away every sense, combing your fingers through his soft hair.

[willstafford]

A Thing of Beauty

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST Gatehouse Theatre, Stafford, Tuesday 12th December 2023 Beauty and the Beast has increased in popularity as a pantomime since the 1991 release of Disney’s animated feature film and, inevitably, audience perceptions and expectations will be coloured by the pervasiveness of that version.  Of course, for copyright reasons at least, there have to be differences in any…

[kommandonuovidiavoli]

I saw it's GB day, so have some teens!

My names are: #1 Nathalie Uno (Don't call her Natty) #2 Hadley P. Gilligan Jr. (I just like the name) #3 Kouki Sanban (It's real look it up) #4 Wendy Beetles (Again, love it) #5 Abraham Lincoln (Because c'mon... Abby's name is too obvious)

[welcome-to-roomba-fazbender]

Dear Diary.

"Today, I ate the entire Abraham Lincoln state, and replaced it with an exact replica, before showing up to my monthly meeting with the other fast food mascots."

"at this month's meeting, they tried to crucify me for that book I published revealing all their secrets, but shockingly Wendy and the Starbucks Mermaid defended me, since they were glad thanks to my actions, they could come out of the closet."

"Oh and The Colonel even brought the taco bell dog, turns out he wasn't dead and was just very old, I've never seen a chihuahua with all grey hair."

"After the monthly meeting, I went for drinks with Wendy and The Starbucks Mermaid, and we gossiped with eachother, about Burger King and Ronald."

"They are some sassy bitches, but damn do they know how to party."

"We all woke up black out drunk infront of Paris Hilton's house, apparently they wanted to TP it, and I supplied the toilet paper, I also helped them escape the police."

"I made it back to my restaurant an hour ago, I placed a mannequin of myself in my office, so no one would know I'm missing, shockingly it worked."

"It also helps Robert was there getting drunk again, some customers still confuse me and him for eachother."

"Alright, Diary aka followers, that was my report for today, lmao bye."

[crowfrombackdoor]

I see this type of format in other fandoms a lot so I thought it would be fun to woz it. The arrangement was random. Like, "put names in a wheel and spin" random

[harryissuchalittleshit]

Fic Year in Review!

Thank you @annabtg for the tag!

Well I feel like this year was a crazy one, really defined by some strong women and the lives they’ve lead. I posted about 300k in words this year, most of it at the beginning with Karma and Speak Now, being posted simultaneously.

Honestly I feel like this year was defined by Roxanne and Lily-Luna as my main focus in characters. They were the two big fics I wrote and posted this year. They caused me a lot of ups and downs and to keep up with the trend I’m working on a story now about Dominique and Victoire which I’ll hopefully be ready to start posting in February or March, it’s been slow writing with this one.

My goals/fics for next year are rather simple:

Finish and post Sirens - the Dominique/Victoire/Fleur long fic that is currently taking up my time

Work on some fun one-shots - I have one that I’ve been very interested in lately, it’s a Georgelina/Slim Pickins song fic, and I need to finish up the Crookshanks and Rosie fic, and there’s a Romione/Delicate fic I want to write

Start on Teddy’s story, he is the only Next Gen character I have yet to write a long fic for

Write the Romione/Scorose fic of all of the experiencing their first year living together as couples (this might turn out as a long one-shot or a 12 chapter one for a month thing)

I signed up for the @greenhouse-seven Valentine’s fic exchange so that’ll be fun

I’m sure I’ll end up doing a challenge or two, I always enjoy getting prompts

I’m putting the fics I posted this year under the cut!

Peter Losing Wendy - this is a Draco fic of him passing on an old used cardigan and also watching Scorpius grow up and mature before him

Exam Stresses - a microfic of Scorpius being a supportive boyfriend to Rose

Just a Little Time to Themselves - Georgelina deserve some moments to themselves and what they get up to is sex

Between Ron and Ginny - Molly and Arthur refusing to let Harry run off after the war without Ron and Hermione at the Burrow

Prince Charming - a sweet Scorose smut microfic

Karma - the story of James Sirius Potter and Marci Abraham and how their family came together, featuring a mastermind parent, some adorable kids, an unexpected pregnancy, lots of fluff and smut in this one. It is essentially a romcom

Speak Now - Roxanne’s story with an eating disorder and abusive relationship told from the three perspectives of Angelina, Roxanne, and Maria Jordan

Would’ve Could’ve Should’ve - Lily-Luna’s sixth year of Hogwarts and her struggles of the five stages of grief following being raped

Guilty Pleasure - a Chappell Roan inspired fic about Jacob Wood and Carson MacMillan finally getting their shit together enough to become a couple

Dev and Mai - a Speak Now bonus chapter of a moment between Maria and Devon Jordan, from Devon’s pov

Eat Your Young - Regulus reflecting on his family and friends at the Malfoy’s annual Christmas Eve Party

Tagging: @petals2fish @liiilyevans @constitutionalweasleymonarchy

[wankerwatch]

Commons Vote

On: Passenger Railway Services Bill (Public Ownership) Bill: Committee: Amendment 14

Ayes: 111 (95.5% Con, 4.5% DUP) Noes: 362 (97.0% Lab, 2.5% Ind, 0.6% SDLP) Absent: ~177

Day's business papers: 2024-9-3

Likely Referenced Bill: Passenger Railway Services (Public Ownership) Bill

Description: A Bill to make provision for passenger railway services to be provided by public sector companies instead of by means of franchises.

Originating house: Commons Current house: Commons Bill Stage: 3rd reading

Individual Votes:

Ayes

Conservative (106 votes)

Alan Mak Alberto Costa Alex Burghart Alicia Kearns Alison Griffiths Andrew Bowie Andrew Murrison Andrew Rosindell Andrew Snowden Aphra Brandreth Ashley Fox Ben Obese-Jecty Ben Spencer Bernard Jenkin Blake Stephenson Bob Blackman Bradley Thomas Caroline Dinenage Caroline Johnson Charlie Dewhirst Chris Philp Claire Coutinho Damian Hinds Danny Kruger David Davis David Mundell David Reed David Simmonds Desmond Swayne Edward Argar Edward Leigh Gagan Mohindra Gareth Bacon Gareth Davies Gavin Williamson Geoffrey Cox George Freeman Greg Smith Gregory Stafford Harriet Cross Harriett Baldwin Helen Whately Iain Duncan Smith Jack Rankin James Cartlidge James Cleverly James Wild Jeremy Hunt Jeremy Wright Jerome Mayhew Jesse Norman Joe Robertson John Cooper John Glen John Hayes John Lamont John Whittingdale Joy Morrissey Julia Lopez Julian Lewis Karen Bradley Katie Lam Kemi Badenoch Kevin Hollinrake Kieran Mullan Kit Malthouse Laura Trott Lewis Cocking Lincoln Jopp Louie French Mark Francois Mark Garnier Mark Pritchard Martin Vickers Matt Vickers Mel Stride Mike Wood Mims Davies Neil Hudson Neil O'Brien Neil Shastri-Hurst Nick Timothy Nigel Huddleston Oliver Dowden Patrick Spencer Peter Bedford Peter Fortune Priti Patel Rebecca Harris Rebecca Paul Rebecca Smith Richard Fuller Richard Holden Robbie Moore Robert Jenrick Saqib Bhatti Sarah Bool Shivani Raja Simon Hoare Steve Barclay Stuart Anderson Stuart Andrew Suella Braverman Tom Tugendhat Victoria Atkins Wendy Morton

Democratic Unionist Party (5 votes)

Carla Lockhart Gavin Robinson Gregory Campbell Jim Shannon Sammy Wilson

Noes

Labour (351 votes)

Abena Oppong-Asare Abtisam Mohamed Adam Jogee Adam Thompson Afzal Khan Al Carns Alan Campbell Alan Gemmell Alan Strickland Alex Baker Alex Ballinger Alex Barros-Curtis Alex Davies-Jones Alex Mayer Alex McIntyre Alex Norris Alex Sobel Alice Macdonald Alison Hume Alison McGovern Alistair Strathern Allison Gardner Amanda Hack Amanda Martin Andrew Cooper Andrew Gwynne Andrew Lewin Andrew Pakes Andrew Ranger Andrew Western Andy MacNae Andy McDonald Andy Slaughter Angela Eagle Anna Dixon Anna Gelderd Anna McMorrin Anna Turley Anneliese Dodds Anneliese Midgley Antonia Bance Ashley Dalton Baggy Shanker Bambos Charalambous Barry Gardiner Bayo Alaba Beccy Cooper Becky Gittins Ben Coleman Ben Goldsborough Bill Esterson Blair McDougall Brian Leishman Callum Anderson Calvin Bailey Carolyn Harris Cat Smith Catherine Atkinson Catherine Fookes Catherine McKinnell Catherine West Charlotte Nichols Chi Onwurah Chris Bloore Chris Curtis Chris Elmore Chris Evans Chris Hinchliff Chris Kane Chris McDonald Chris Murray Chris Vince Chris Ward Chris Webb Christian Wakeford Claire Hazelgrove Claire Hughes Clive Betts Clive Efford Clive Lewis Connor Naismith Connor Rand Damien Egan Dan Aldridge Dan Carden Dan Jarvis Dan Norris Dan Tomlinson Daniel Francis Danny Beales Darren Paffey Dave Robertson David Burton-Sampson David Pinto-Duschinsky David Smith David Taylor Dawn Butler Debbie Abrahams Deirdre Costigan Derek Twigg Diana Johnson Douglas Alexander Douglas McAllister Elaine Stewart Ellie Reeves Elsie Blundell Emily Darlington Emily Thornberry Emma Foody Emma Lewell-Buck Euan Stainbank Fabian Hamilton Fleur Anderson Florence Eshalomi Frank McNally Gareth Snell Gareth Thomas Gen Kitchen Gerald Jones Gill Furniss Gill German Gordon McKee Graeme Downie Graham Stringer Grahame Morris Gregor Poynton Gurinder Singh Josan Harpreet Uppal Heidi Alexander Helen Hayes Helena Dollimore Henry Tufnell Ian Lavery Ian Murray Imogen Walker Irene Campbell Jack Abbott Jacob Collier Jade Botterill Jake Richards James Asser James Frith James Naish Janet Daby Jayne Kirkham Jeevun Sandher Jeff Smith Jen Craft Jenny Riddell-Carpenter Jess Asato Jess Phillips Jessica Morden Jessica Toale Jim Dickson Jim McMahon Jo Platt Jo Stevens Jo White Joani Reid Jodie Gosling Joe Morris Joe Powell Johanna Baxter John Grady John Healey John Slinger John Whitby Jon Pearce Jon Trickett Jonathan Brash Jonathan Davies Jonathan Hinder Josh Dean Josh Fenton-Glynn Josh MacAlister Josh Newbury Julia Buckley Julie Minns Juliet Campbell Justin Madders Karin Smyth Karl Turner Kate Osamor Kate Osborne Katie White Katrina Murray Keir Mather Kerry McCarthy Kevin Bonavia Kim Johnson Kim Leadbeater Kirith Entwistle Kirsteen Sullivan Kirsty McNeill Laura Kyrke-Smith Lauren Edwards Lauren Sullivan Laurence Turner Lee Barron Lee Pitcher Leigh Ingham Lewis Atkinson Liam Byrne Liam Conlon Lilian Greenwood Lillian Jones Linsey Farnsworth Liz Kendall Liz Twist Lizzi Collinge Lloyd Hatton Lola McEvoy Louise Haigh Louise Jones Lucy Powell Lucy Rigby Luke Akehurst Luke Charters Luke Murphy Luke Myer Margaret Mullane Marie Tidball Mark Ferguson Mark Hendrick Mark Sewards Mark Tami Markus Campbell-Savours Marsha De Cordova Martin Rhodes Mary Glindon Mary Kelly Foy Matt Bishop Matt Rodda Matt Turmaine Matt Western Matthew Patrick Matthew Pennycook Maureen Burke Meg Hillier Melanie Onn Melanie Ward Miatta Fahnbulleh Michael Payne Michael Shanks Michael Wheeler Michelle Scrogham Michelle Welsh Mike Amesbury Mike Kane Mike Reader Mike Tapp Mohammad Yasin Nadia Whittome Natalie Fleet Natasha Irons Naushabah Khan Navendu Mishra Neil Coyle Neil Duncan-Jordan Nesil Caliskan Nia Griffith Nicholas Dakin Nick Smith Nick Thomas-Symonds Noah Law Oliver Ryan Olivia Bailey Olivia Blake Pam Cox Pamela Nash Pat McFadden Patricia Ferguson Patrick Hurley Paul Davies Paul Foster Paul Waugh Paula Barker Paulette Hamilton Perran Moon Peter Dowd Peter Kyle Peter Lamb Peter Swallow Phil Brickell Polly Billington Preet Kaur Gill Rachael Maskell Rachel Blake Rachel Hopkins Rachel Taylor Richard Baker Richard Quigley Rosie Duffield

Rupa Huq Ruth Cadbury Ruth Jones Sadik Al-Hassan Sally Jameson Sam Carling Sam Rushworth Samantha Dixon Samantha Niblett Sarah Champion Sarah Coombes Sarah Edwards Sarah Hall Sarah Jones Sarah Owen Sarah Sackman Satvir Kaur Scott Arthur Sean Woodcock Seema Malhotra Sharon Hodgson Shaun Davies Simon Lightwood Simon Opher Siobhain McDonagh Sojan Joseph Sonia Kumar Stella Creasy Stephanie Peacock Stephen Kinnock Stephen Timms Steve Race Steve Witherden Steve Yemm Sureena Brackenridge Tahir Ali Taiwo Owatemi Tanmanjeet Singh Dhesi Tim Roca Toby Perkins Tom Collins Tom Hayes Tom Rutland Tonia Antoniazzi Tony Vaughan Torcuil Crichton Torsten Bell Tracy Gilbert Tristan Osborne Uma Kumaran Valerie Vaz Vicky Foxcroft Warinder Juss Wes Streeting Will Stone Yasmin Qureshi Yuan Yang Zubir Ahmed

Independent (9 votes)

Apsana Begum Ayoub Khan Imran Hussain Jeremy Corbyn John McDonnell Rebecca Long Bailey Richard Burgon Shockat Adam Zarah Sultana

Social Democratic & Labour Party (2 votes)

Claire Hanna Colum Eastwood