#january 20

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New/old outtake photo of Taylor Swift for SNL

(January 20, 2025)

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Anyone at all👁👁

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January 20, 1926 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927 [volume 3]

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Eleanor Roosevelt wearing her wedding dress in New York City

Collection FDR-PHOCO: Franklin D. Roosevelt Library Public Domain PhotographsSeries: Franklin D. Roosevelt Library Public Domain Photographs

This black and white photograph shows young Eleanor Roosevelt in a long wedding gown with large puffy sleeves and a long train.  She is standing next to a chair. and holding a large cascading bouquet. 

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Jake Gyllenhaal at the 18th Annual Producer Guild Awards on January 20, 2007 in Los Angeles. ✨

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Guitarist John Sykes... Rest In Peace

July 29, 1959 - January 20, 2025

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— January 20, 1915 / Franz Kafka diaries

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Happy 5th Birthday to

“We Cyrogenically Freeze Ourselves”

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L'Art et la mode, no. 3, vol. 33, 20 janvier 1912, Paris. Robe de Cour en satin blanc garnie d’un large entredeux d’argent brodé sur résille d’argent. Traîne de satin blanc broché d’argent. Broderies de Milton Abelson, Regent House, Regent Street, London W. Imp. L. Lafontaine, Paris. Bibliothèque nationale de France

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Lead Belly

January 20, 1888 – December 6, 1949

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January Day 20 - Ventrue

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An overhead view in the Waldorf Astoria on January 20, 1954, as exhibits in the General Motors Motorama of 1954 went on display. At right center is the experimental GM gas turbine Firebird. Car in the upper right center is the Pontiac Bonneville Special. Other two cars visible are the Oldsmobile Cutlass, lower left, and the Cadillac El Camino.

Photo: Associated Press

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January 20, 1926 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927 [volume 3]

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Prompt 20 - Cheek

@jegulus-microfic January 20, Word count 926

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They’d been up there for a long time. So long, in fact, that James had eaten his breakfast and even though he’d been adamant about not going back up with breakfast, he’d relented and now here he was walking all the way back up to Gryffindor tower, hopping over the slimy snail trails that had yet to be cleaned up, with a stack of jam and toast for the brothers. He just hoped that they were both in one piece. 

Peter came hurtling down the marble staircases, jumping the last three steps as they began to move and landing at James’s feet as he stumbled forward. 

“Alright, Pete?” James asked, helping his fallen friend to his feet. 

“Yeah, just wanted to get away from those two,” He said, jabbing his thumb towards Gryffindor Tower. James swallowed, nervous that they’d gone too far. 

“What were they doing when you left?” He asked, dreading the answer. 

“Laughing,” Peter answered. James stared at him blankly, because that didn’t sound feasible. 

“Are you sure they were laughing?” He asked again. 

“Yup, I could hear Sirius’s bark all the way to the portrait hole.” 

“Thanks, Pete,” James said absentmindedly as he turned onto the third-floor corridor and used a secret crawl space under a bookcase to get up to the next floor. It was quicker than waiting around for the stairs to come back. 

James took a deep breath as his hand hovered over the doorknob on their dorm room door. He could hear a quiet murmur on the other side. Surely that was a good thing because when he’d left they’d been shouting. He screwed his eyes shut and twisted the knob. 

Regulus and Sirius were sitting opposite each other, Sirius on Remus’s bed and Regulus on James’s, chatting. “I bought you guys breakfast,” James said when both sets of grey eyes fixed on him. 

He split the stack, gave half to Sirius, and took the rest over to Regulus. “Everything alright?” He asked them. Regulus nodded as he bit into a lie of toast. Sirius folded an entire slice into quarters and stuffed it into his mouth, jam oozing from the corners of his mouth as he chomped down. Regulus pulled a face at the sight of his brother. 

“I see your table manners haven’t improved, Sirius. You’re worse than a dog,” He scoffed as he took another delicate bite of his toast. Sirius and James burst out laughing, crumbs spraying everywhere from Sirius’s mouth. 

“You’re almost right, but I’d say he was exactly as bad as a dog,” James said through his laughter, which set Sirius off all over again. 

“I feel like I’m missing something,” Regulus said, looking between James and Sirius. 

“You are,” Sirius told him after swallowing hard to empty his mouth. “But that information is for when we know we can all trust you,” Sirius’s gaze moved to James, and James stopped laughing. Sirius’s eyes were stony as they stared into him. “I mean it, Prongs, you can’t tell him, it’s not just us who will suffer if he tells anyone,” James nodded solemnly. He might have shown Regulus the map and his cloak, but he’d never, never betray his friends like that. That secret he’d take to his grave if the rest of the marauders told him he couldn’t tell Regulus. 

“Sirius, we have potions first, so we’d better get going,” Regulus stood up, holding onto his stack of toast still. 

“I’d better get going as well. I left my bag in my dorm room, and I have charms. Bye,” He said reaching up on his tiptoes to kiss James on the cheek and started to walk towards the door. 

“Wait, love!” James called out before he could open the door. Regulus turned his head to look at him and Sirius’s mouth dropped open with a little pop. 

“Did you just call him love? And did you just respond?!” Regulus and James ignored him. 

“You need the cloak,” James reminded Regulus. Regulus’s eyes went wide, and he hurried back over to James. James handed him the cloak and bent to kiss him this time. Regulus swung the cloak over himself. 

“Hang on, and we’ll walk down with you,” James told the empty space in front of him. “Sirius?”

“Yep, yep, one second,” He said around his last piece of toast. He grabbed his back and then hurried over to his bed, dipping underneath and coming back out with a shoebox. 

“Don’t you dare,” Regulus’s voice rang angrily around the room.

“What?” James asked. 

“He’s getting the rest of his snails,” Regulus growled. 

“Sirius,” James sighed in exasperation. He loved his best friend dearly, but he was tired of giant snails. 

“We have herbology after potions; I’m going to release them,” He said, shoving the box into his bag.

“Watch him,” Regulus ordered James. 

“Planning to,” James shook his head as a smile appeared on his lips. “Right, let's get going, or Slughorn’s will make us clean out the old crust cauldrons again. With Regulus hidden under the invisibility cloak, the three of them made their way down to the dungeons. Regulus pulled the cloak off behind a suit of armour and stuffed it into James’s hands as he stormed past towards the secret entrance to the Slytherin Common room. 

“Ugh,” Sirius gagged as he looked up at James’s smitten face. “Stop looking at my brother like that, and let’s go!” James followed Sirius to their classroom, but he couldn’t quite get his face to stop showing how in love he was with Regulus. 

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