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tswiftupdatess · 2 months
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Taylor and Travis dancing to 'Love Story'
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Happy 4th Birthday to
“Becoming a Master of Mime”
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chic-a-gigot · 2 months
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La Mode, Pl. 543, 11 février 1837, Paris. Châle de cachemire des Indes. Robe demi-deuil en poult de soie. Digital Collections of the Los Angeles Public Library
Châle des magasins de Mme. Helye Pessonneaux, 20, rue de la Michodiere. Bonnets de Mme. Lemonnier, 349 rue St. Honore. Mantelet des magasins Gagelin, 93 rue Richelieu. Robe de chez Langlois, 42 rue du Dragon.
LEFT- She is wearing a blue dress with long fitted sleeves. The bottom of the dress has a layer of black lace. She is also wearing a blue shawl with white fur dots and white fur lining. Her hair is decorated with a white bonnet. RIGHT- She is wearing a white dress with long sleeves. The center of the dress is decorated with purple half circle patterns. She is also wearing a white bonnet with purple ribbons. She is holding onto a white shawl with floral embellishments.
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cyarskaren52 · 2 months
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Taylor Swift with Travis Kelce at the Super Bowl!
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cyarsk52-20 · 2 months
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Travis: “How do you not have jet lag right now?”
Taylor: “Jet lag is a choice.”
🥹🫡😭 #SuperBowl #Chiefs
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lulublack90 · 2 months
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Prompt 11 - Map
@jegulus-microfic February 11 Word count 924
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“I have a proposition for you,” Dumbledore said, his voice still quiet. Regulus knew whatever it was, he wasn’t going to like it, but it would probably be preferable to Azkaban. 
“What do you want me to do?”
“You will turn spy for the Order. Whatever information you gather will be sent directly to us. It will, of course, be highly dangerous. I do hope your occlumency skills are well practised.” Regulus felt his blood run cold. In the back of his mind, he knew this was what would be asked of him. 
He looked into Dumbledore’s steady eyes and knew he was just another piece to be used to win this giant game of chess the old wizard and Voldemort were playing. What Regulus needed to figure out was if he was a pawn or a piece of higher value. 
“If you want me dead, Dumbledore, why not let your dog finish me off?” He pointed his chin in the direction of Moody. 
“Because Mr Black, alive, you are useful.”
And that’s where he found himself, a spy for the order. He was no longer confined to the cellar, but he was still confined to the house while they came up with a plan. 
“We could glamour him with bruises. That way, it’ll look like he escaped,” Sirius suggested. 
“No, they’ll see right through that. The second he walks back through the door, they’ll finite him, and he’ll go back to normal.” 
James and Sirius had been spitballing for hours about how to get Regulus back into Voldemort’s inner circle with the least amount of fuss. 
“They need to be real. I’ll punch him if you want?” Remus put in, winking at Regulus. 
“That’s actually not a bad idea.” Sirius nodded thoughtfully. Regulus had had enough. 
“Oh, yeah, Sirius. Get your boyfriend to beat your brother up. That’s real nice.” James put a hand on his shoulder. 
“Remus is strong and good at hitting just right. You’ll be well bruised, but he won’t waste a blow. You’d only need about three for enough bad bruising.  Someone else that could give you ten and hardly leave a bruise.” Regulus mulled this over. 
“Can you really do that?” He asked Remus. “Make it look good with that few strikes?” Remus shrugged. 
“I’m good with my hands.” 
“Yeah, he is.” Sirius felt the need to add his eyebrows wiggling to get the point across. Regulus, James and Remus all groaned at him.
“What? It’s true.” Sirius said innocently. “You’re the ones who took it the wrong way.”
“Only because you made sure we did.” Regulus and Sirius bickered back and forth until Remus stepped in. 
“Right, so we’ve got his appearance down. We still have your robes, and they are ripped to shit where Mad-Eye got them. So, nothing to do there.” They all nodded along as Remus continued. “We need to sort out if Regulus makes a miraculous escape or if we set it up so he’s rescued. But if we go down the escape path. We could possibly use Sirius in this. You know, helping your brother escape. Or—” Regulus could see the quick calculations zipping behind Remus’s eyes. “Or, I do it. We use it as an in for me as well. They know I’m a werewolf, and they’ve been trying to get me for years. Greyback would welcome me with open arms. And then there would be two of us instead of just Regulus.” All excitement and joy left Sirius’s face, and Regulus watched his brother crumple before him in a way even Walburga had never managed to do. 
“No,” His voice was hoarse. “No. I won’t let you. They’ll destroy you, Remus. I won’t let you.” Sirius grabbed Remus’s shoulders and shook him. “They’ll swallow you up, Remus. I can’t lose you.” Remus wrapped his arms around Sirius and slowly walked him out of the kitchen, leaving Regulus alone with James. 
They stood silently for a while, waiting to see if Sirius and Remus were coming back. But when they heard Sirius’s motorbike fire up, they knew they wouldn’t be back for a while at least. 
“Shall we finish going over those maps then?” James asked, breaking the silence. Regulus let out a sigh but pulled a map he’d been drawing towards himself. 
There were three. Grimmauld Place, Malfoy Manor and Castle Lestrange. Regulus had spent hours walking around those houses in his youth, and since he’d left Hogwarts, waiting for others or on instructions. Sirius had helped where he could, mainly with Grimmauld Place, but Regulus knew more about the others, such as one of the many secret passages in Malfoy Manor that led from the library to the servant’s quarters. Even Mad-Eye had been impressed. The maps were going to be used to stage rescues and raids when Voldemort attacked the Ministry. Apparently, they had enough people to pull it off. They’d had to include Grimmauld Place, as that was a major meeting place for Voldemort supporters. 
Sirius and Remus didn’t reappear until they were ordered to a few days later. Regulus had a feeling Sirius had been keeping Remus away to stop any more talk of him getting in with the werewolves and turning spy for the Order. 
They sat around the kitchen table. Regulus, James, Sirius, Remus, Dumbledore, Mad-Eye and Frank. 
“So,” Dumbledore started the meeting. “Have you come up with a plan?” The four young men looked between themselves. Regulus looked up and met Dumbledore’s pale eyes, hoping he sounded more confident than he felt. 
“Yes.”      
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larrylimericks · 1 year
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Raven hair, raven suit, raven flower; Red sequined cropped jacket, high trouser; Unbuttoned silk green; Black tank and black tweed; Four fits, tits, and BRITs — sir, the power!
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dailykafka · 1 year
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— February 11, 1914 | Franz Kafka diaries
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cyarskj52 · 1 month
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Taylor at the Super bowl!
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tswiftupdatess · 2 months
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Taylor Swift posted a TikTok!
''accidentally going clubbing with your parents is something everyone should try at least once in their life''
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joskriverdaily · 5 months
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Josephine Skriver at the AmfAR New York Gala in NYC - February 11, 2015.
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chic-a-gigot · 2 months
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La Mode, Pl. 209, 11 février 1832, Paris. Chapeau en velours double en satin. Redingote de satin garnie de fourrure paremens manchons. Digital Collections of the Los Angeles Public Library
Redingote des magasins de M. Mulot, Rue Vivienne, 18.
The woman on the right is wearing a purple dress with gigot sleeves, fur lining on the tippet and bottom, and bows running down the front center. She is wearing a fur stole around her neck and a purple bonnet decorated with flowers. The woman on the left is facing away from the viewer. She is wearing a turquoise dress of similar design. She is wearing a black bonnet decorated with flowers.
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fictional-birthdays · 2 months
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Happy Birthday, Naomi Misora (Death Note)!
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cypherdecypher · 1 year
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Animal of the Day!
Cuban Greater Funnel-eared Bat (Natalus primus)
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(Photo from Zoological Society of London)
Conservation Status- Vulnerable
Habitat- Western Cuba
Size (Weight/Length)- 50 mm
Diet- Flying insects
Cool Facts- Upon first glance, this flying ball of fluff doesn’t look like much. Then you realize it’s a Cuban greater funnel-eared bat and the entire room starts cheering. Due to a mix of introduced predators and white-nose syndrome wiping out entire colonies, these bats were declared extinct in 1919. In 1992, a single cave in a tiny island off the coast of western Cuba was discovered to have a few hundred individuals. Today, conservationists are racing against the clock to find a cure for white-nose syndrome and eliminating all predators from the bat’s islands.
Rating- 13/10 (Every individual counts.)
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