#boris lebedev

[harbinger-0f-spring]

Tatiana Volant (née Lebedev) was a pure-blood witch born into the Russian aristocracy as the daughter of Boris Lebdev and Apollinariya Voronov. Growing up, she was surrounded by pure-blood supremacists and was expected to uphold these purist beliefs by her parents, who instilled in her a deep sense of duty to their lineage. By the 1940s, Tatiana's father, Boris Lebedev, a supporter of Grindelwald, moved his family to France where they'd be closer to the revolt between the rising tides of dark magic and those who opposed it. Boris wanted to align himself with Grindelwald's vision of a world governed by pure-blood dominance, believing it would secure the family's power and influence.

When Tatiana was eleven, she was enrolled at Beauxbatons Academy for Magic, a year after her family moved to France. She was sorted into Ombrelune for her calculative thinking and cunning disposition, traits that highlighted her strategic mindset and ambition. While Tatiana may have appeared to be just a pretty face, beneath her elegant exterior lay a deeply intuitive and knowledgeable mind—qualities that were often deemed "dangerous" for women of her time to possess.

In 1952, Tatiana married Gabriel Volant, son of Pascaline Perrot and Floxel Volant. The two had a daughter together named Apolline, who would later become Madame Delacour, mother of Fleur Weasley (née Delacour) and Gabrielle Delacour.

The writing for this character was done by me and @theblackswan-and-thewhiterose. This original character was created by @konstantynowitz with the purpose of providing a name for Apolline’s mother in the Volant family tree. The original characters Gabriel, Pascaline, and Floxel Volant belong to @lazyreinelle.

[rrrauschen]

four late stalinist films, four red tinted cuts between scenes; a cinema industry drenched in blood

(1) Boris Barnet, {1950} Щедрое лето (Bountiful Summer) (2) Vladimir Petrov, {1951} Спортивная честь (Sporting Honour) (3) Nikolay Lebedev, {1952} Навстречу жизни (The Encounter of a Lifetime) (4) Vsevolod Pudovkin, {1953} Возвращение Василия Бортникова (The Return of Vasili Bortnikov)

[llewelynpritch]

https://bylinetimes.com/2022/08/26/boris-johnson-is-trying-to-silence-questions-about-evgeny-lebedev/ Boris Johnson is Trying to ‘Silence’ Questions About Evgeny Lebedev ... A Labour MP says the Prime Minister and his friend tried to stop him from asking questions about lavish parties held at the newspaper proprietor’s Italian villa, reports Adam Bienkov 26 August 2022

[borisgatewaytowonderland]

Welcome to the Gateway to Wonderland...

This blog is for me to share my journey on making my system. We're willgenic in a traumagenic system. From @soldierofheaven. We call our headmates soldiers.

Soldiers so far...

Boris Lebedev ... he.ze.gore.rot.dead.undead.corpse > masculine terms ; 🌙

Caterpillar ... he.it > masculine and nonhuman terms ; 🐛

Cheshire Cat ... he.gore.whisper.whispers.scratch.scatter > masculine and nonhuman terms ; 🐈

Dormouse ... he.it > masculine and nonhuman terms ; 🐁

Mad Hatter ... he.him > masculine terms ; 🎩

March Hair ... he.it > masculine and nonhuman terms ; 🐰

Queen of Hearts ... she.he > masculine and feminine terms ; ♥

White Rabbit ... he/it > masculine and nonhuman terms ; 🐇

We have been on this journey since I was formed, but we were inspired to post about it by someone else on tumblr. I forgot their @.

[mariacallous]

Hello there. Today I would like to talk about Charlotte Owen. If you’ve heard of Charlotte Owen, it’s probably because you’ve read someone – unquestionably one of the “good guys” of the discourse – saying some creepy, innuendo-laden thing about the “riddle”, “mystery” or “enigma” of her relationship with Boris Johnson. Before we go on, a word on vocab: all those words are journalese for “I can’t stand up this cobblers but I just want to publish it anyway”.

If you haven’t heard of Charlotte Owen, then (a) you may be the last pure human, and (b) you will need a primer. So here goes: she worked for Johnson’s No 10 operation, and was unexpectedly given a peerage in his resignation honours list. Alongside her House of Lords work, she has recently taken a position in a business Johnson has got with a uranium entrepreneur. Any more background? I should also say I have never met Owen, who is now 31, or had the remotest dealings with her. However, I have watched the absolute deluge of sexism disguised as gossip that has beset her since Johnson chucked her the poisoned chalice. Though entirely fact free, most of it has been frothingly circulated by the sort of person who imagines themselves to be on the side of the angels. So allow me to offer a counterpoint: they’re not.

Listen, I’m sure it’s not great to give a peerage to a 29-year-old. But let’s get real: even if she were totally useless, Owen could still only be about the 200th worst person in the House of Lords. She wouldn’t even make the same postcode as the cut of the true monsters, about whom we don’t get any articles because they’re not youngish and blond. Do imagine if all the good guys casting twice-weekly aspersions at Owen were chucking even half those at fellow Johnson peer Evgeny Lebedev – a serious piece of work, who has somehow garnered fewer bad headlines this past year than Charlotte has this past fortnight. Records and colleague accounts suggest Owen is a diligent peer, turning up very frequently and offering contributions some would estimate put her in the top 10% of speakers. (Lebedev has never even bothered voting and has asked only four written questions in four years.)

As for being unqualified for her latest job – countless 31-year-olds in this country have jobs that I’m sure their elders and betters think they’re not good enough for, and they were often hired for them by people they met through previous jobs. You’re going to need more than that. Yet not one person has produced a single nano-particle of evidence for their theories, while indications that they’re nonsense pile up. Consider the pictures of Owen at Carrie Johnson’s soirees. Seriously, Carrie’s the final boss of this game. She saw off master strategist Dominic Cummings (Carl von Clownewitz). Pretty sure she’d make light work of Charlotte if there were anything to worry about.

Some people will say it was ever thus. Funnily enough, I think I was Owen’s age when I started reading stories about my own affair with the former editor of this newspaper. Not true stories, as it goes, and I’m just trying to think back to it all. Private Eye ran some of them, so I contacted the magazine to tell it they were completely untrue and asked it to correct. Alas, corrections were not a Private Eye thing, I was told – but I was offered the option of writing a letter to its letters page, under my name, to counter the story. I remember sitting and wondering what such a bizarre and inherently unedifying missive would even look like. I pictured a letter reading “Dear Sir, Sorry to trouble you but this is just to say I’m not actually having an affair with my boss. Yours ever so gratefully, Marina Hyde.”

I concluded that would be rather adding insult to injury, so declined to send it, and instead had to come up with a sort of renegade campaign of ways to get the record corrected, which now seem excruciatingly ridiculous in retrospect. I can’t remember all the stupid stuff I did, but I do remember, for example, agreeing to a hideously dreary media panel, purely because the then editor of Popbitch was also doing it, then sitting through it and waiting for an opportunity to confront her in public about what I think I called “my non affair”. This was no one’s finest hour, but I couldn’t think of a better way. In the end, you realise you just have to ignore people and work hard, and maybe that work will displace people’s current view of you in, like, a couple of decades?

Now I am a much older lady, I wouldn’t say I can say exactly what I like – but I can certainly say a lot more of what I like. And I say all this now not because I want to spare Charlotte Owen the ball-ache of having to do some dire panel on climate lies at the next Cop conference, purely to tee herself up for introducing a leaden non-sequitur beginning with the words, “Hey – you know what else is a lie … ?” No, I am doing this because I honestly can’t believe that almost 20 years later, fact-free faux journalism like this has got worse.

Much of it is down to social media being a place where people very much like to look as though they’re insiders (again: they’re not). The other corrosive practice, popular on social media but also with some very online journalists, is that thing of putting two pictures or stories together and saying with some kind of flourish, “You join the dots!” To which the only acceptable response is: no. Would YOU mind joining the dots? You are, after all, supposed to be the professional here. The fact that you can’t confirms you’re not “doing journalism” – you’re doing sexism, you’re doing conspiracism and you’re doing indolence. Still: lovely clicks.

Allow me to end by offering a competition prize. The next person to publish any fact-free innuendo about Charlotte Owen shall be crowned the biggest trouser-rubbing weirdo in Fleet Street – and that’s a tough field. Guys, that actually means something! If anyone has any evidence of the thing at which they have hinted so remorselessly, then let them produce it. Otherwise, maybe they have had their fun, and it’s finally time to shut up and leave her alone. Instead: please tell us more about the uranium entrepreneur. You see, this is the other thing about getting older: you start wanting to know more about the uranium entrepreneurs. But we always look the wrong way in this country – so don’t hold your breath.

[yoursonswillrestamillionyears]

Caterpillar - American McGee's Alice

[Pt. Caterpillar - American McGee's Alice]

For my subsystem!

✚　₍₍　Name: Caterpillar﹐ ✚　₍₍　Pronouns and gender terms: he/him it/it's, masculine and nonhuman﹐ ✚　₍₍　Presentation: masculine﹐ ✚　₍₍　Age: ageless﹐ ✚　₍₍　Gender: male﹐ ✚　₍₍　Orientation: no label﹐ ✚　₍₍　TransIDs: none ﹐ ✚　₍₍　Reasons for transIDs: none ﹐

✚　₍₍　Roles: gatekeeper, academic, trauma holder, kin holder﹐ ✚　₍₍　Sources: caterpillar - AMR﹐ ✚　₍₍　Kins: godkin﹐

✚　₍₍　General mood/emotion: calm﹐ ✚　₍₍　Traits: logical, smart﹐ ✚　₍₍　Mannerisms/habits: studies﹐ ✚　₍₍　Introvert/extrovert/omnivert/ambivert: introvert﹐

✚　₍₍　Aesthetics: business﹐ ✚　₍₍　Theme: wonderland﹐ ✚　₍₍　Appearance: green caterpillar, yellow eyes. Red, black, and white butterfly wings. Furry neck with a chin beard. Tiny top hat. Six arms on his top half of his segmented body. Long head with a wide thin lipped smile. Huge compared to Alice.﹐ ✚　₍₍　Species: caterpillar﹐

✚　₍₍　Likes: Boris Lebedev (Alice Liddell fictive), having friends, studying with our girlfriend, reading, philosophy﹐ ✚　₍₍　Dislikes: not that much﹐ ✚　₍₍　Neutral: studying﹐ ✚　₍₍　Loves: our girlfriend, weed﹐ ✚　₍₍　Hates: the mental hospital﹐

✚　₍₍　Other notes: ﹐

✚　₍₍　Faceclaim: ﹐

[Image pt: Made by some crazy Sabaton fanboy !? Before you interact: Pro-endo, pro-radqueer, pro-transid, pro-para, limited-contact slash anti-contact harmful paraphilias, anti-xenosatanist. Do not interact: Pro-contact harmful paras, xenosatanists. Made by Boris. End ID]

[shedontsmelltoogooddarious]

-Mister Black-

Information on Black/my eldritch mafia boss from the Chromenoir fics I've been posted.

Name: Boris Ivanov.

Alias: Mister Black/Black.

Age: 114 years (Physically in his 50s.)

Birthdate: August 15th, 1908.

Gender: Male presenting

Sex: FtM Transman.

Species: Faceless.

Sexuality: Pansexual.

Height: 7’0 ft. 

Weight: 300 pounds.

Skin: Paper white.

Face: Blocky/chiseled. 

Hair: Black, brushed back.

Nationality: Russian.

-Description-

Black is a stocky, muscular man with scars across his skin and various tattoos beneath his clothing. His face has a skin like membrane covering it, except for his right eye where the protection was torn open- prompting him to wear an eye path. Hairy fuzz trails down his chest to his groin, leaving behind a trail. In his mouth are pointed, serrated teeth and for his nails are hard, black claws he covers with gloves. Lastly, he has four black tendrils- while his inner flesh is black itself, prompting the nickname. 

Clothing wise, he tends to wear fancy dark suits and leather dress shoes, Over it he wears a big black trench coat. Casually, he wears a pair of dress pants and buttoned up shirts. 

-Personality-

Charismatic, serious and traditional in his ways with being a man and running his mafia. He is both primarily focused on his “business” and family. He switches between hardened mafia boss to loving father that provides for his family and fiercely protects them. But he also has his dark side with holding little to no remorse with whom his mafia takes out and devistates, seeing it as business only and giving no second chances to his clients. To the same side of the coin, he has an addictive personality and is both an alcoholic and addicted to cocaine. 

Strengths: Calm in tense situations, strong, teleportation, above moderate healing. 

Weaknesses: Alcoholism, addicted to booger sugar  and other drugs, blind in his exposed eye, PTSD attacks, arthritis in his joints, bad back. 

Likes: 80s metal and jazz music, bourbon, cuban cigars, women, being in control, spaghetti westerns/noir movies. 

Dislikes: Losing control, appearing weak, sleeping in, mary jane, hot weather. 

Fears: Failure, losing his children, losing his empire.

-Family & Friends-

Parents: Gustave Rudolf Ivanov and Irana Lada Lebedev. 

Siblings: Ebony Ivanov and Edward Inavov. 

Children: Christopher Ivanov, Alek Ivanov, Natasha Alvo (Wolf)

Friends: Rico, Lola, Cuddly (Ex partner), Mabel.

Enemies: Those who get in his way. 

-Quirks-

Tendrils spazm occasionally. 

Black ooze comes out of all of his bodily holes while he's stressed/sometimes by accident.

His Russian accent is still strong and often makes him hard to understand. 

-Additional notes-

Upon his transformation, there had been a defect where he had gained both female and male attributes, but Black chooses to identify as male and binds his chest/wear masculine clothing. 

Struggles with reality, often snapping into phases where he believes it's the 1940s still.  

Black has been in multiple affairs, craving the touch of a partner as he is often affection starved, 

Has overdosed twice on his former addiction to painkillers, refuses to take them currently. 

Is a family man, and will back seat parent other children.

-Back story-

Black was born into an impoverished family, being an unplanned and unwanted child along with his twin sister. Both were born female, and both would scourge the streets of Moscow for handouts. Their brother Edward, was locked away in the gologue- but before, he would teach his twin sisters to pickpocket and commit small crimes to sustain themselves while their mother paid little, to no attention them. 

Upon their brother being sent to the gologue for the crime of theft and murder, their mother had lost her means of having what little income she had. She resorted to selling the twins to someone who claimed to want them for labor purposes. Little did she know that he was a part of a secret military experiment, gathering test subjects to infect with the Faceless disease.

Many of the test subjects have succumbed to their transformations, often having killed themselves or their bodies going into shock. The military wanted to create super soldiers. Black and Ebony were both infected, being twelve years old at the time. Both would overcome the first trial of the disease and would successfully transform. Black would be experimented on and trained alongside his sister. It was after the transformation he would begin to feel dysphoria, and begin to identify as a male. 

As a young man, Black was separated from his sister and placed into the battlezone of World War II. After the war, he disappeared- attempting to act as if nothing happened as he morphed into a human man and made his way to New York city to start over. Once again he had nothing, could barely speak English, and found himself homeless. Black was exhausted of life, and with his PTSD and past haunting him, he attempted to end his life on the pier. Despite using a gun, his body morphed back into a faceless and he found himself still alive. 

It was then he decided he had a purpose, and found himself once again on the streets but this time taking hits and dirty dealings that no average man could. As he made connections and spoke with other humans, a few wanted the gifts he had to share in his new found strength. Those turned would be loyal to him, helping him learn as he built up his charisma and found himself surrounded by people. Over the years, Black would gradually build his criminal empire and take over the criminal underworld while giving his members the greatest gift money couldn’t buy. 

Currently he is still running his mafia, now a father and CEO of a designer clothing enterprise to serve as a front for his shadier business practices. 

[anyoneknowwhatbrexitmeans]

“As the first case of a prime minister dismissing national security advice to make an appointment to the House of Lords, Evgeny Lebedev’s peerage has led to accusations of patronage, cronyism, and calls to reform the upper chamber. The case also represents Boris Johnson’s unserious approach to national security during his premiership, according to one of his former senior national security advisers in Downing Street. “

[joseandrestabarnia]

Kustódiev Boris (1878-1927) OTOÑO EN PROVINCIAS 1926 Tamaño - 71,3 x 71,3 Material - lona Técnica - óleo Número de inventario - Inv.26673 Dar VZ Lebedev. 1947

En el cuadro “Otoño en la Provincia”, el personaje principal es el otoño, el tiempo rojo fuego del calor del verano saliente. Un arce con una copa brillante y llameante se coloca en el centro de la composición; el aroma de las hojas, la sandía y el pan fresco de una pequeña panadería parecen flotar en el aire transparente. El anciano está viendo jugar a los niños, los vecinos están discutiendo algo a través de la cerca. Dos comerciantes de rostro rubicundo toman té en una acogedora terraza. Kustodiev le da a la escena el carácter de un idilio romántico, combinando los rasgos de la realidad y los sueños, crea el ideal de una vida provinciana serena en el seno de la naturaleza. Sumerge al espectador en un espacio especial de un pequeño pueblo, donde las cúpulas de las iglesias y los campanarios están enterrados en un follaje dorado, rara vez conducidos por carruajes con arneses y gallinas y gansos deambulan libremente. Kustodiev no escribió sobre la naturaleza, sino sobre la base de sus propios recuerdos de ella. Encadenado en la flor de la vida debido a la parálisis de sus piernas a una silla de ruedas, el artista recurrió a toda la riqueza acumulada de observaciones y, con rara perseverancia y diligencia, continuó haciendo lo que amaba. Las pinturas del artista nacieron como un sueño, como un sueño mágico de una vida libre y feliz. Personajes ligeramente títeres, un punto de vista desde arriba, ángulos agudos crean la impresión de un marco bien capturado, un momento de la vida provinciana que se ha detenido. Kustodiev tiene una percepción especial de la vida en Rusia, la fealdad y el miedo no tienen cabida en sus lienzos, están llenos de alegría.

Información e imagen de la web de la Galería Tretyakov.

[albiandreams]

The Spectator magazine is the house journal of British noncery. They regularly publish columns by Rod Liddle, a self-confessed paedophile who punched his pregnant wife and once wrote that he would never make it as a teacher because he wouldn't be able to stop himself raping his pupils. For many years the magazine was edited by Boris Johnson, who used to attend Evgeny Lebedev's Epstein-style parties in Perugia, and who described money spent on inquiries into historic child sex abuse carried out by members of the British establishment as 'money spaffed up a wall' as a signal to the Tory party's nonce wing that they would be safe on his watch.

You can safely assume anyone you see reading the magazine is a small bean regarder, and give them a stairwell nonce-bashing.

[third-new]

Boris Johnson failed to give a quote to the peerage of Evgeny Lebedev

Open Editor's Digest for free Roula Khalaf, Editor of the FT, selects her favorite stories for this weekly newsletter. Boris Johnson appointed the owner of a Russian newspaper to sit in the House of Lords without giving any legal reason for his appointment, according to newly disclosed information from the vet commission. Evgeny Lebedev, also a British citizen, was given a lifetime seat in the…

[newtras]

Boris Johnson failed to give a quote to the peerage of Evgeny Lebedev

Open Editor's Digest for free Roula Khalaf, Editor of the FT, selects her favorite stories for this weekly newsletter. Boris Johnson appointed the owner of a Russian newspaper to sit in the House of Lords without giving any legal reason for his appointment, according to newly disclosed information from the vet commission. Evgeny Lebedev, also a British citizen, was given a lifetime seat in the…

[satrthere]

Boris Johnson failed to give a quote to the peerage of Evgeny Lebedev

Open Editor's Digest for free Roula Khalaf, Editor of the FT, selects her favorite stories for this weekly newsletter. Boris Johnson appointed the owner of a Russian newspaper to sit in the House of Lords without giving any legal reason for his appointment, according to newly disclosed information from the vet commission. Evgeny Lebedev, also a British citizen, was given a lifetime seat in the…

[llewelynpritch]

Rishi Sunak Refuses to Join Ukraine in Sanctioning Alexander Lebedev

The UK has taken no action against the Russian oligarch and Boris Johnson associate, despite Ukraine and Canada targeting him for his alleged ties to Putin’s regime, reports Adam Bienkov

Adam Bienkov

1 June 2023

[newsmatik]

Boris Johnson did not comment on Evgeny Lebedev's peerage

Unlock the Editor’s Digest for free Roula Khalaf, Editor of the FT, chooses her favorite stories in this weekly newsletter. Boris Johnson appointed a Russian newspaper magnate to a seat in the House of Lords without giving a formal reason for his appointment, according to new information from a commission investigating candidate. Evgeny Lebedev, a British citizen, was given a life seat in the…