#the ST EU

[c-is-for-circinate]

Ok so regarding the stranger things extended universe, i definitely want to know more about nancy and her storyline, like does this become her career ? investigating government conspiracies? And how does she feel about it? About not living a more peaceful life after everything?

After something like Hawkins, there are three ways to go if you want to keep sane, Nancy thinks. Or, well. As sane as any of them are, now.

Some of them went out into the world ready to grab life and joy with both hands and all their teeth, the memory of how close death came to devouring them enough to spur them on to devour life right back. (Eddie's playing Boston next week, wants to know if she'll go to his show; Max and El, last Nancy heard, are learning to surf.) Some of them went out into the world still full of combat reflexes they didn't mean to keep and tripped into a new fight, a slower quieter more mundane one. (She saw the photos Jonathan took last time he visited Steve and Robin in Chicago, the protests last month, the signs, the flags.) And some of them...well. Some of them left the lessons of Hawkins a little less behind than that.

They won in Hawkins, inasmuch as burned-out buildings and the town memorials and the deep scars cutting through a still-damaged downtown count as winning. That battle's fought and won and done. But Nancy hasn't forgotten who started it, and it wasn't Henry Creel.

(She'll argue with Dustin about it, over a mountain of fried shrimp and a pitcher of beer he's somehow old enough to legally buy, because Dustin's always cared more about the how than the why. He thinks the important lesson of Hawkins is that the laws of physics known by everybody across the global scientific community are wrong. They spend an hour and a half going back and forth about Oppenheimer and Eisenhower, Regan and Brezhnev and Martin Brenner, because one of the only differences between Vecna and a nuclear bomb is still the fact that nobody thinks Vecna could exist, but Dustin is wrong about why that's important.)

Science can do a thousand things nobody thinks it can do. Science can split an atom. Science can split dimensions. It doesn't matter why it's possible; it doesn't even really matter what's possible, beyond the fact that massive governments with thousands of soldiers and billions of dollars can always kill when they want to. Whether it's a bomb or a child experiment or a gas leak.

What matters, every time, is that people are dead. What matters is that the public needs to know.

Nancy makes her name in college breaking a story about illegal sewage dumping near a residential neighborhood before the Boston Globe even has it. She gets a professor fired for plagiarism. She almost gets expelled for libel when she tries to run a story about date rape on campus. (She almost gets caught slashing tires, after that one, but she learned from the best. Erica Sinclair taught her plenty about stealth, and Murray's been trying to drive in the idea of patience since the first time they met.)

It's not about monsters, it was never about monsters. There aren't any more monsters, Nancy thinks. (She keeps a licensed handgun in a shoebox in her apartment, because she ran out of ammo for the Makarov years ago, because monsters aren't the only things that like to threaten too-curious reporters in the middle of the night, and because you never know.) It's always been about the people the monsters destroy.

Nobody will ever believe the story of what destroyed Hawkins, probably. (Maybe someday they'll declassify. Nancy has a four-hundred-page memoir under lock and key in the safe where she doesn't store her gun, if the world ever gets there. Maybe she'll just pass it down to Mike's grandchildren.) But people know now that it was Hawkins National Lab. That some kind of government weapons research, right there on Indiana soil, broke a small town in half. That's something.

Nancy graduates college and interns anywhere she can get a foot in the door. The Globe. The Times. The Washington Post. The Post, finally, sticks. There's an editor there who loves to give new reporters just enough slack in their leashes to hang themselves with, so they can fill the back of the paper with issue-selling scandal and then have somebody to fire if the wrong person in power gets upset. Nancy does three months of research, jotting off puff pieces and human interest stories about charity work and bills with no opposition, quietly filling up file folders of photos and receipts and evidence that nobody can prove she didn't obtain legally. Her first headline runs on a Tuesday morning and gets a White House senior staffer fired by Thursday afternoon.

It could have gotten her clearing out her desk by the end of Friday, but Nancy was careful. Nancy was smart. It chafes from the inside out, like a blister on her soul, but she knows all about water it down. She could've implicated a dozen elected officials in this, and ten of them would have skated right by with no trouble, just plenty of cause to make Nancy trouble right back. (There are already people in Washington who know her name. Nancy knows there are files about her in the Pentagon.) So she's careful, she's delicate, and she implies nothing at all about anybody she can't demolish outright. She waters it down. It gets her a promotion.

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Nancy doesn't drink icewater vodka, herself. She likes whiskey instead, in her coffee, in her tea. She talks on the phone with Murray Bauman at only the most irregular intervals, and he sneers at her in a way that Nancy's pretty sure translates, on Murray's tongue, to a colleague's respect. She tries not to lie. She's better at it, nowadays.

Nancy is hungry, has always been hungry. Has always been starving, one way or another, all the way back when she was twelve years old thirsting for adventure in the basement with her little brother, fifteen and ravenous for a challenge, an experience, the chance to grow up. She's choked on what she thought she wanted enough times that you'd think she'd learn by now. Mostly what it's done is toughen her teeth and teach her to chew.

She wants truth, and she can have it for herself, if she's good enough. If she doesn't try to force-feed it to the rest of the world too hard. She wants respect, she wants justice, she's selfish and selfless and hungry for all of it.

She wants to not be so afraid. She wants to not be so alone. She wants, sometimes, just once in a while, to be a little bit quiet and a little bit soft and rest.

It didn't work with Jonathan the same way it didn't work with Steve, or Liam, or Casey, or Diane. Nancy aches to be a little less alone, but she doesn't starve for it. Never once in her life has she been hungry for a person the way she's hungry for everything else. Never once in her life has she actually fallen in love back.

But Jonathan is at her front door again, because Jonathan is a yo-yo to all the people he's ever loved: backing off to give them time and space to grow, rocketing off into the world alone just for a little while, just as long as he can bear it, and then slinging himself back. Back to her again, this time.

Jonathan knows the score. Knows she loves him as much as she's ever loved anybody, other than Barb and Mike and her mother and Holly. And if it's not hunger -- if the closest Nancy has ever gotten to hunger for another person tends to happen in that oh-so-very, very discreet bar where Nancy can wear a perfectly-tailored suit and buy whiskey sours for girls in short skirts with no nightmares behind their eyes -- well, Nancy's never wanted most of them past the next morning anyway.

So sometimes Jonathan is on her couch and sometimes he's in her bed, and sometimes they fuck and sometimes all they do is sleep. When she needs a photojournalist, he's never once let her down. When she has nightmares, she wakes up just as terrified, but it's so much easier to pull herself together with someone to pull it together for. And Nancy Wheeler has never been in love, will never be in love, but she doesn't know what it could possibly have to offer that she could want more than that.

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Does Nancy like her life? Wrong question. Stupid question. Better to ask if Nancy would have it any other way -- and well, yeah, she'd have a president who didn't sexually harass interns, a national defense budget that wasn't ten times the size of the department of education's, and a coffeemaker in the office that didn't get grounds in everything. She'd live in a world that didn't need her, find a new thing to be hungry about. Maybe she and Barb would both be on track for tenure by now.

In this world, she has half a dozen Pulitzer nominations and a Polk Award on her bookshelf. She has a locked filing cabinet full of other people's secrets and a locked safe full of her own. There's a file with her name on it somewhere in the Pentagon, although she hasn't managed to sneak in to read it yet. She's pretty sure the files on her desk about Pentagon staff are thicker.

[lucy-ghoul]

why are you, as an adult in 2024, still hung up on reylo. why are you still mocking the shippers. why do you believe yourself to be superior only because you dislike a stupid ship from a fucking space fairytale. girl (gnc) get a grip

[florizzia]

[Pt-Br]

Lista de coisas para aprender em 2024:

Aprender a colorir;

Aprender a sombrear;

Aprender anatomia.

Ai, ai... Como eu amo os Peacefulcreator, não importa a realidade. Gimi e Matthew foram feitos para estarem juntos em todos os universos.

Agora, sobre o que eles estavam falando aí? Bem, eu acho que nunca vamos saber.

Inclusive, um dia eu paro de ser preguiçosa e começo a fazer fundos. Um dia...

[Eng]

List of things to learn in 2024:

Learn how to color;

Learn how to shade;

Learn anatomy.

Well, well... How I love Peacefulcreator, no metters the reality. Gimi and Matthew were made to be together in every universes.

Now what were they talking about? Well, I guess we'll never know

In fact, one day I will stop being lazy and start making backgrounds. One day...

[agentfascinateur]

Clare Daly slaying 💚

Only in my dreams I voice things this brilliantly and have this much intellectual and emotional and moral clarity 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

[flowercrowngods]

darling, i assume that you’re a gentle soul & full of endless kindness that has no bounds. you’re always looking for the soft side of each person you meet & long for the simplest things in life. i love you! 💌🤍

hdhdhdhd jayyyyy 🥹😭 i mean i hope it’s true, but i think gentleness is not something self-assigned so if y’all assume me to be gentle, then i think i am? and that just means the world idk 🥹🥰🤍

i do indeed long for the simplest things like a good song and a quiet hug with in a dimly lit room 🥰

[katarvitz]

This diorama depicts one of several turning points in the Battle of Nancora, where Brotherhood forces clashed with the Collective armies. As other armies pushed their way inside Axio City, the residential gardens became the focal point of heavy fighting. Guarded against the world's hostile atmosphere and situated close to the Citadel itself, it proved to be a tactically vital location to both sides in the battle. The tide was eventually turned when an unnamed Jedi Knight of Clan Odan-Urr used telepathy to dominate the mind of a Collective pilot, forcing him to turn upon his comrades."

This one is relatively old now, and was done in a rush. To be completely honest, I had forgotten about it entirely until I stumbled upon it today, but it's a measured example of how far I've come. That and it's a good example of what I can do when pushed to work in a very tight time limit without the right tools, paints or even models. Oh and, yes, the AT-ST was completely repainted to give it a much darker hue, carbon scoring and highlights.

You can find more works like this at Clan Odan-Urr in the Dark Jedi Brotherhood, which allows its members a good deal of leeway in crafting individual tales while following larger organisation-wide storylines.

If you are interested in joining then take a look here.

[daisyjoners]

𝐒𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐒𝐓. 𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 & 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐁 𝐑𝐇𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐒 — 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒.

                                  you and i we may be raging storms, but we are undeniably each other's tranquility.

@rhaenyrz

[already-broken-life]

A quebra da profecia, ou uma parte dela.

Blasfemamos o eterno que tínhamos em nossos dedos,

Brincamos com a esperança que nos rodeava com alegria.

Transformamos nosso milagre em um pecado irresponsável,

Vendemos nossas almas em troca de um talvez miserável,

Agora somos dois corpos separados em busca da mesma sintonia.

O nosso amor se perfumou com um aroma atroz e covarde.

Mesmo que nossas roupas ainda gritem um legado do passado,

De quando Atlântida não tinha nos carregado

Ao fundo de um oceano desconhecido.

Desabamos como se fosse o único caminho,

Mas nos encontramos como cumprimento do destino.

Mesmo que o presente tenha se afogado

Em uma cidade abandonada,

A profecia não foi completamente quebrada,

Ainda existe uma parte dela que nada rumo a superfície,

Existe uma parte que grita não ser assim que acaba.

Mesmo que seja. ..

[head-post]

Slovakia approved dissolution of public broadcaster RTVS

Slovakia’s parliament approved a controversial law to dismantle public broadcaster Radio and Television Slovakia (RTVS), according to bne IntelliNews.

All 78 lawmakers of the ruling coalition in the 150-member parliament reportedly backed the law. It will allow the government to exercise tighter control over the broadcaster and appoint a new director general.

However, the move will cause the government difficulties with the European Commission. Věra Jourová, outgoing European Commission for Values and Transparency, stated that the Commission would take action if the law was adopted, despite the fact that it was softened since it had been originally proposed.

Opposition MPs left parliament in protest. Prime Minister Robert Fico‘s cabinet, consisting of his Smer party, the centre-left Hlas and the SNS, faced criticism from the international press and media organisations over the law. The opposition also claimed that it violated EU public media standards. However, Minister of Culture Martina Šimkovičová stated:

I assure you that all the content makers, who are interested in working in the public space and maintain the principle of objectivity and plurality, can really work freely and independently.

Šimkovičová, a former host of the Slovan TV channel, submitted the bill in April. However, parliament postponed approval after Fico suffered an assassination attempt in mid-May, with parliamentary sessions suspended.

RTVS employees went on strike, with some marching through Bratislava with their mouths taped shut to protest the law. It supposedly paves the way for the end of public television and the creation of state broadcasting. The bill comes into force on 1 July, when RTVS will cease to exist and be replaced by the new Slovak Television and Radio (STVR). Its immediate outcome will also be the dissolution of the current management led by director general Ľuboš Machaj.

Journalists report that other Slovak media outlets also cut their sales in line with the new political wave, notably the TV station TA3 and the Pravda newspaper.

Read more HERE

[anditwentlikethis]

preocupa-me um bocado não termos nem Coates nem Inácio nem Quaresma na defesa, mas vemos ver no que isto dá

[cmreisen]

Schöne Aussicht - für mich nur on-line - aus dem Turm einer Hauptkirche einer deutschen Großstadt - Live in meiner Stadt und in den Umgebungen

Schöne Hamburger Aussicht aus dem Turm von der  »Michel« genannten Hauptkirche St. Michaelis. Ich war nie in Hamburg, aber ich habe den Uhrturm von Siculiana gesehen und ich war auf dem Uhrturm von Realmonte und auf dem Glockenturm vom Dom von Agrigent und ich möchte den Turm von Torre Salsa in Siculiana besuchen. Leider kann ich nicht den privaten unsicheren Turm von Monterosso in Realmonte…

[nakeddeparture]

Ralph Gonsalves represented the EU-CELAC in Brussels. He talked a lot of long talk, but

https://youtu.be/K4WGlAW_r4g

he didn’t ask for reparations. There CANNOT be a new world order without reparations — without bringing millionaires and billionaires down to size. Naked!!

[niveditaabaidya]

Russia To Expel Nine Finnish Diplomats, Close St Petersburg Consulate. ...

[jaywritesrps]

[wastelandbabyblue]

blue,me rendi pro blog que faz teoria sobre o fim do babygate,preciso de ilusão pra ficar nesse fandom só a terapia não é suficiente preciso ser enganada sim

forças amg kk eu não tenho condições mais de fazer teoria pra nada