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[eaglesnick]

101 Things You Should Know About the UK Tory Government

Thing 58

In the week before Christmas, absentee Prime Minister Rishi Sunak was asked

‘Where have you been?’: Rishi Sunak confronted by reporter over strikes and travel chaos."  (The Independent: 23/12/22)

No, he wasn’t hiding in a fridge. No, he hadn’t gone on holiday. He had been busy vetting candidates for the long vacant post of Ethics Advisor. So who did he choose?  He chose an investment banker of course, a man cut from the same cloth as himself, Sir Laurie Magnus.

But Sir Laurie Magnus isn’t just any old investment banker. He is an investment banker who has donated thousands of pounds to a Conservative MP, Nick Boles. The same Nick Boles who:

“...learns lover's language and puts the £678 cost of lessons on expenses.”  (MailOnline: 09/08.2012)

He is an investment banker who was educated at Eton, and Oxford.

He is an investment banker who had business dealings with the disgraced Robert Maxwell and Sir Philip Green.

Above all, he is an investment banker who has agreed to relinquish the power to launch his own investigations into allegations of ministerial wrongdoing. As Ethics Advisor he can only initiate a probe into alleged misconduct of ministers if asked by Rishi Sunak to do so. In short, he is a toothless lapdog.

So much for the Sunak promise:

“This government will have integrity, professionalism and accountability at every level.” (Rishi Sunak: 25/10/22)

[webbelzebub]

max lives au but the threat is very much still there. he doesn't bully the nerds anymore but he's less a friend and more a feral dog that they know might snap at any moment. i love a good max lives au but I need a max lives au where he gets *worse*, actually. the nature of hatchetfield is that every timeline is doomed no matter what, it's just what causes that doom that changes. i need holy ghost co-corruption arc

[endofbeginings]

this is sooooooooo important to me

[guy60660]

Alison Croney Moses | Black Mountain College

[eclipsecrowned]

getting the kindest blorbo anon from a friend. And not even having to check if someone is active again, because the hate mail lets me know.

[jazz-kity]

HOLY SHITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT SHES SO FUCKING COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL AUUUUUUUUUUU

[eurosleazarchive]

can't put sadie in a cronenberg film because she'd either a.) fuck the monster or b.) let someone fuck a non-normal hole.

[doctorbuzzard]

Halloween Queen

This year’s selection is not accepting nominations for the UK Halloween Queen However, there is arguably no one who sets a better example for this site and the world than the Princess of Wales. She consistently steps up and sets new standards of courage and honorable service that few, if any, can match. She has far exceeded expectations in both grace and beauty. Her primary advocacy for mental…

[chainsawder]

I watched shivers (1977?) by cronenberg. oscillating between liking it and being unamused. it’s kind of orange shag carpet boschian zombie catcallers the movie. the women spontaneously take off their shirts and bras and scream in horror and the men say ouch and grab their stomachs. i think crornenberg is afraid of the cruise ship swinger community (kidding)

[speutschlish]

Soooooo tired of seeing the words "unprecedented", "shocking", etc. attached to Tr*mp indictment news in regards to him being a former president.

The whole founding philosophy of the USA is that the president is Some Guy who is a public servant, equal to the rest of the citizens. It should be applauded that criminals, even if they used to be a public servant, get punished for their crimes. It shouldn't be a "shock" if we think justice is ever being served in this country.

[bisexuel]

NO FUCKING WAY LUDINUS DALETH IS THE LEADER. NO WAY. i don't believe it there's no fucking way

[steddie-island]

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@strangerthingswritersguild kinktober day 26: Consensual Non-Consent (CNC) Rating: E | WC: 1,579 | Tags: Public sex, face-fucking, roleplaying For full fic and complete list of tags see ao3!

Steve looked around for any signs of life. He didn't see anyone, didn't hear anything but the sound of his own feet crunching on the carpet of dead leaves. Eddie's picnic table came into view but the metalhead wasn't there yet.

Steve went to take a seat but before his ass could come into contact with the bench there were feet there. Eddie had practically appeared out of nowhere and slid up right behind Steve to take his place on top of the picnic table.

Eddie lounged back on his hands and let his knees fall open. A cigarette hung between his lips. It might have just been a shitty picnic table, but it might as well have been a throne for the way Eddie draped himself over the top of it.

And yet Steve was the one they'd called 'King'.

"Munson." Steve tugged his letterman jacket around himself with the hands he'd tucked aay into his pockets. "I thought you'd decided not to show up."

"And miss my chance to take money from King Steve?" Eddie grinned and plucked the cigarette out from between his lips. "In your fucking dreams, man."

Steve rolled his eyes and pulled the small roll of bills out of his pocket. "You can count it, but it's all there," he said. "…Where's your lunchbox?"

"I'm not a fucking idiot, I wasn't about to just get it out without the cash first." Eddie unrolled the bills and counted them out. With the cig hanging from his mouth once more and one eye closed against the smoke curling up around his head he looked more like the hardened drug dealer he tried to pass himself off as and less like the highschool senior selling weed to make ends meet.

If Steve didn't know better he might actually be intimidated.

"I told you, it's all there."

Eddie put the bills down against the table and shook his head. "This isn't enough, big boy."

Steve blinked at him for several long moments. "What? No, that's it. It's all fucking there—"

"The money's here, yeah, but your fucking croney stole some of my shit last time I met up with him," Eddie said. "I'm charging you for that, too."

It took Steve a second to realize who the fuck Eddie was talking about. "I'm not friends with Tommy anymore, I'm not paying for his shit!"

"Then I guess you're not getting anything today." Eddie tucked the money into the front pocket of his jacket.

"You're fucking kidding me—"

"Do I look like I'm kidding?" Eddie stubbed the cigarette out on the top of the picnic table.

"That's not fucking fair—"

Eddie barked out a laugh. "Do I look like I give a fuck about that, either? You and Hagan both have the cash, you can cough it up or you can fuck off."

Steve's hands balled into fists against his sides. He clenched and unclenched his jaw, trying to think of something to say that would make Eddie back down and either cough up the weed or his money.

"That was all the cash I had," he finally said with a wave of his hand. "So I can't pay for Tommy's shit right now even if I was willing to pay for it."

Eddie smoothed his hands over his thighs. "There are other ways to pay," he said. Steve could practically see Eddie's eyes darken even more as he leaned forward. One hand drifted up from his thigh.

Eddie was palming himself through his jeans. Those wide eyes were looking Steve over like he was a piece of meat and Eddie a starving man.

"Jesus— you're fucking serious, aren't you?" Steve asked, incredulous.

"Your boy Hagan's never said no."

Steve felt himself heat up all over and pushed the picture of Tommy on his knees out of his mind. "I'm not Hagan."

"No. You're not." Eddie was off of the table and blocking Steve's way back down the hill by the time Steve had so much as turned to leave. "You're a lot fucking prettier."

Eddie crowded closer, so Steve had no choice but to back up towards the picnic table. The bench hit the back of his knees and Steve found himself falling back onto it.

"If you're good enough, I'll even give you your money back," Eddie said, still smiling down at him. "Might forgive Hagan's debt to me, too."

Steve licked his lips nervously as Eddie lifted one ringed hand to caress his jaw, then up into his hair.

"What do you say, big boy? You want to really earn it?"

"I…" Steve bit down on his lower lip. Eddie was hot, and getting free weed for sucking the guy's dick didn't exactly feel like a hardship. "Yeah."

[hotvintagepoll]

not movie people but people in a black and white movie...uh, anyone here got any thoughts on hotness level (TM) of the Beatles in A Hard Day's Night?

I feel like this is meant for bracket croney @billboard-hotties-tourney but ok sure!

[spriteofmushrooms]

Jiang Cheng: Please understand that Wei Wuxian killed your guards because Wen Qing and Wen Ning were niceys to us specifically.

Lan Xichen: Wen Qing was a croney of Wen Ruohan, but sure, I never specifically heard that she herself killed anyone.

Readers: Why didn't Jiang Cheng, who didn't decide to put the Wen in camps in the first place, wasn't included in the search and rescue mission for Wen Ning, doesn't know what the fuck is happening, hasn't slept, hasn't heard from Wei Wuxian, and must improv off of what Jin Guangshan is saying, tell everyone to go fuck themselves and abandon his sect?? PROOF HE NEVER LOVED WEI WUXIAN!!

Lan Wangji: I'm in this scene too.

Readers: omg hiii

[ur-favoriterecord]

OK having thoughts of an 'Everyone has an Eevee' au

Ren gets an Eevee shortly after the Probation news broke as a "Therapy Pokemon". It becomes the most spoiled Eevee in the world. Its friendship is max but won't evolve because "But what if he gets hurt :("

Ryuji got the Eevee as a gift for making it to highschool. His mother bought a thunderstone for unrelated reasons but through a series of unfortunate events, the Eevee got a hold of it and is now a Jolteon :)

Ann got an Eevee when she was very young to have as a companion when her parents are away. Sometime in middle school, she had a very serious discussion about evolution and the Eevee evolved into Flareon

Yusuke didn't have an Eevee until becoming friends with the thieves. (Sort of like a 'Sorry for completely uprooting your life and making you come to the realization that your guardian is a piece of shit' present). It didn't take long until he spent an unreasonable amount of money on an Ice stone. Not for evolution purposes, but...

Makoto is in the same camp as Ann in that she got the Eevee very young. When her dad died and Sae started to focus more on work, they pretty much became inseparable, and in the same boat as Ren with not participating in battles. However, during the Kaneshiro fiasco, there became no choice and the Eevee evolved into Espeon immediately to protect Makoto

If Ren has "The Most Spoiled Eevee in the World" then Futaba has the Most Miserable. Not because she doesn't take care of it (Other than during when she had her palace, in which Sojiro was taking care of it more than she was. Futaba is trying to rectify that now) but because it evolved into a Vaporeon.

Haru got her Eevee around the time when her engagement started. She took care of it but never really attempted to get attached. Later, after her father died, she started taking the Eevee to the planters to have a companion. It wasn't long until she now had a Leafeon :)

Sumire has a Sylveon. It was originally Kasumi's, but after her death it became hers. During the events of the game, it could tell something was off, so it didn't like being around Sumire as much. This concerns Sumire who is like "Omg why does my Sylveon hate me :0" and she tries talking to Maruki/Ren about it. Later, after the brainwashing wears off, they make up

Akechi only gets one Post-canon due to thief insistence. And boy if you think RENS is spoiled well...this Eevee is living it's absolute best life. Unlike Ren's it does end up evolving due to one of Shido's croneys trying to ambush him. A chomp to the legs was enough to evolve it into Umbreon

[silvermountaingirl]

From the post by Mer:

"I care about cultivating community that isn’t brutally inequitable.

I care about making sure Scarlett and K and Claire and Caroline and Julia and every other survivor out there who's still keeping their head down knows they’re not alone, that their life and agency and dignity matters just as much as Neil Gaiman's.

For most of the summer, Neil’s many many many many many many survivors, both known and concealed, have been watching a majority of his A-list croneys and blurb-boasting besties look the other way, presumably wishing it would all go away.

Dear friends and colleagues and respected peers who were in-the-know at least as much as I was:

Why, even now, are you still pretending this is none of your concern and waiting out the news cycle? It DOES concern you! All of you.

Me too. (Pun intended.)

It concerns our careers and our reputations and the feminist values we've all loudly espoused for years, the same values which played integral roles in our successes.

Please consider caring, too.

PUBLICLY."