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todayontumblr · 1 year
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Friday April 7.
International Asexuality Day (Director's Cut)
Well, better late than never.
We have a confession to make. The worldwide celebration of International Asexuality Day was April 6, 2023. The observant among you will notice that today is, in fact, April 7, 2023—one day off the mark. We hold our hands up here: we f*cked up. In any case, there's no time like the present, so we are going right on ahead with a one-day-late extravaganza here on Tumblr to celebrate the wonderful #asexual world, and pay our own little tribute to asexuality of all stripes under its umbrella, including demisexual, grey-asexual, and other ace identities. The glass-half-full among you will simply view it as a 24-hour bonus round which stretches IAD to an indulgent 48 hours of commemoration. This one is for you—if you will accept our apologies.
For now, however as we mark the day's events (the next day, admittedly) on Tumblr, the community continues to do what it does best: by providing us all with an all-hues-of-purple celebration of all things ace with thoughtfulness and humor. See for yourself over at #asexual.
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tswiftupdatess · 26 days
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The cover of ‘THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT’ is being painted in Poland! (via universalmusicpolska)
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dailykafka · 26 days
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— April 6, 1912 / Franz Kafka diaries
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Happy 4th Birthday to
“We Google Each Other to Find Our Darkest Forgotten Sins”
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chalamet-chalamet · 26 days
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4/6/24-‘Dune: Part Two’ has surpassed ‘Wonka’ to become Timothée Chalamet’s biggest worldwide box office film
-Dune: Part 2 - $633M
-Wonka - $631M
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todaysdocument · 26 days
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Signs by South Bridge turnoff Highway 441
Record Group 220: Records of Temporary Committees, Commissions, and BoardsSeries: President's Commission on the Accident at Three Mile Island, March 29 - April 30, 1979
This color photograph shows a two lane highway bordered by trees and scrub.  A color sign for the Three Mile Island Nuclear Generating Station is on the side of the road.
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lulublack90 · 26 days
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Prompt 6 - Ensure
@jegulus-microfic April 6, Word count 709
The fighting went on for what felt like hours. Order members against the Death Eaters. It was probably a lot less than he thought. James still didn’t know how long the fighting had actually gone on for. 
He’d taken a stunner to the chest and flown backwards into a wall. He didn’t remember much after that, apart from Sirius’s and Remus’s blurred backs in front of him as they protected him from further damage. 
Aurors began to apparate into the warring groups. The Death Eaters, now substantially outnumbered, began to disapparate. The abandoned factory filled with the sound of the retreating cracks and the final few curses flung over shoulders. 
“James! James! Hang on, we’ll get you out of here.” Sirius sounded panicked. “Remus, help me. We need to get him to Marlene.” 
James felt hands under his armpits, hauling him up and then the uncomfortable squeezing of apparition. 
“Marlene!” Sirius yelled into the dark house. “Marlene?! Where the fuck are you?!” The brown-haired witch stomped into the room. 
“Who the fuck do you think you are talking to Black?” She stopped when she saw James’s limp body. “Get him to the bedroom.” She ordered. James’s feet dragged along the wooden floor. He didn’t have the energy to lift them. 
They deposited him on the bed, and Marlene hurried in with her healer’s bag. She began running her wand up and down him, muttering under her breath. Several glowing diagrams floated above him. “Hmm,” She hummed as she inspected him. “He’ll be fine. You’ll have a nasty bruise and probably be quite sore for a week or so, but I have a balm that will help with that.” She vanished the diagrams and dug around in her bag. 
With another wave of her wand, she opened the buttons on his shirt, revealing the purpling skin beneath. Gently, she spread the balm across his chest. He sighed with relief as the tightness across his skin eased. He quickly fell asleep. Too tired to keep his eyes open. 
It couldn’t have been that long after he fell asleep that shouting woke him. 
“Did you really think I couldn’t find him, Sirius? I know exactly where he is every moment of the day.” He recognised that voice, but his sleep-addled brain couldn’t make the link. 
“Go away, you’re not wanted here,” Sirius growled back. 
“Oh, get out of the way, Sirius!” A scuffle occurred, and then James heard footsteps coming towards his room. The door flung open, and there stood still in his Death Eater robes was Regulus. James was beyond shocked. He hadn’t seen his ex for over three years. 
“Reg?” He croaked. Regulus walked to the side of his bed and took his hand. “Why are you here?” He didn’t pull his hand away. Even though Regulus was fighting on the wrong side, he knew he was safe. 
“I needed to ensure that you were alive.” He said flatly. James looked up at him, peering at his emotionless face and into his eyes. His eyes always gave him away. Most people couldn’t read them, but James could. Those steely grey windows into Regulus’s soul. He was scared. His fingers trembled ever so slightly around James’s hand. 
“I’m okay, love. Marlene checked me over. No broken bones, just bruising.” He watched as Regulus’s shoulders relaxed a notch. 
“I’m glad.” He barely whispered, his eyes trailing over James’s body. He lifted James’s hand and kissed his knuckles. “Stay safe, James.” He demanded before he gently placed James’s hand back under the covers and left the room. “Yes, yes, Sirius, I’m leaving. But if you think I’ll leave him alone, you’re as mad as Voldemort.” 
Sirius and Remus came rushing in once the door had slammed shut behind Regulus.
“James, are you alright?” Sirius clambered into the bed, checking on his friend. 
“Yeah, I’m fine. He was just checking I wasn’t dead. He won’t be back. Don’t worry.” James knew he was lying. Regulus had revealed something that he didn’t think the other two had picked up on. ‘As mad as Voldemort.’ James ran those words over and over in his head for hours. Hope, building in his chest, that maybe, just maybe, Regulus wasn’t as lost as they’d all thought he was.   
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newyorkthegoldenage · 26 days
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Mrs. Margaret Josephine Blair was a California woman of 70 who did stunts that a man with iron nerve would hesitate to do. At 55, when all indications pointed to her being an invalid for the rest of her life, Mrs. Blair started in on a system of her own to recuperate the health and strength she had lost. Here she is on the roof of the (old) Waldorf Astoria on April 6, 1922. Dr. Copeland, the city Health Commissioner, said after examining Mrs. Blair that she is the healthiest young woman of her age he has met. This picture shows her walking on the ledge of the hotel's roof.
Photo: Bettmann Archive/Getty Image/Fine Art America
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typelikeagirl · 1 year
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pack-the-pack · 26 days
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I'm one day late, but to all the Ace Misce people and Omegaverse fans that follow my blog, I just want to tell you:
Keep at it!
Don't let people tell you that Omegaverse and Miscehood is and has to be inherently sexual! Cause they're full of bologna.
There's many ways to be Misce and darling, if you haven't checked in since 2010, there are MANY MORE ways of writing A/B/O that don't involve sex at all.
Happy international asexuality day to all my fellow Aspec people!
Keep howling and keep thriving!!!!
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musickickztoo · 1 year
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Wendy O. Williams  
May 28, 1949 – April 6, 1998
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chic-a-gigot · 26 days
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La Mode nationale, no. 14, 6 avril 1895, Paris. Notre patron découpé. Jaquette-collet. Bibliothèque nationale de France
Details & Explications du Patron découpé.
L'élégant modèle que nous donnons en patron découpé se compose de cinq morceaux (The elegant model that we give as a cut-out pattern consists of five pieces):
No. 1. — Le devant, ouvert jusqu'à la taille et avec pince; un cran indique le raccord au côté. (The front, open to the waist and with darts; a notch indicates the connection to the side.)
No. 2. — Le côté. (The side.)
No. 3. — Le dos, formant godet comme le côté; deux crans indiquent le raccord au côté. (The back, forming a cup like the side; two notches indicate the connection to the side.)
No. 4. — Collet; un cran à l'épaule indique la place où il doit s'arrêter (Collar; The back, forming a cup like the side; two notches indicate the connection to the side.)
No. 5. — Le col-revers; un cran indique le raccord au cran du devant. (The collar-lapel; a notch indicates the connection to the notch on the front.)
Ce charmant modèle de demi-saison se fait en drap beige, orné de bandes de velours de teinte plus foncée; il est ouvert devant jusqu'à la taille; le petit collet formant jockey s'arrête à la ceinture du dos, qui est très ajuste, un grand col-revers encadre la jaquette et vient se terminer à la taille.
Ce modèle est donné sans manches (se reporter aux manches données précédemment avec d'autres patrons de jaquettes).
This charming mid-season model is made of beige cloth, decorated with bands of velvet in a darker shade; it is open in front up to the waist; the small jockey collar stops at the back belt, which is very fitted, a large lapel collar frames the jacket and ends at the waist.
This model is given without sleeves (refer to the sleeves given previously with other jacket patterns).
Métrage: 3m,30 de drap en grande largeur.
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tswiftupdatess · 26 days
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Taylor Swift has been active on Instagram for over an hour now!
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shisasan · 1 year
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𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕 𝟼, 𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟸
 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
[ID: April 6. Yesterday an outbreak I had been afraid of for two days; further pursuit; the enemy’s great strength. END ID]
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rubywingsracing · 27 days
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Happy Birthday to the light of my life, the reason I wake up in the morning, my muse, my sun and moon, the galaxy I orbit in, the feet I worship at, my twin soul, my forever other half, the down under to my up top…. Oscar Jack Piastri
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madigankrauss · 26 days
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HAPPY ACE DAY
My fav thing about being (aro)ace is that I feel less pressure to observe the boys(and girls) around me in a romantic way because my friends pic up on all the cute people but I picked up on the drunk guy 5 feet from us and they didn’t
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