#january 20

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January Day 20 - Ventrue

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January 20, 1922 | Franz Kafka diaries

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Lead Belly

January 20, 1888 – December 6, 1949

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On Inauguration Day, January 20th, people from across the country will come together in Washington, D.C..., to demand a future that centers the needs of the people over the interests of the wealthy elite.

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Happy 4th Birthday to

“We Cyrogenically Freeze Ourselves”

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A women's military unit passes in front of President Truman and Vice President Alben Barkley during the inaugural parade.

Collection HST-PHC: Photograph CollectionSeries: Photographs Relating to the Administration, Family, and Personal Life of Harry S. Truman

This black and white photograph shows a large group of uniformed women marching down the street in Washington, D.C. before a large covered platform.  Spectators are seated on the platform which displays the presidential seal.  Bare trees and buildings are visible in the background.

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Prompt 20 - Lethal

@jegulus-microfic January 20 Word count 642

I think this one is going to be a few parts. I'll link the parts together so they're easy to find.

“Party? Party? Party?” Marlene asked, pointing at her friends, who were already drinking around the table in their local pub. It did not take much persuading for the others to agree to call everyone they knew and start a party back at James’s.

“Can Reggie come?” Sirius asked. “He doesn’t have many friends, and I don’t think he’s left the house for a week.”

“As long as he doesn’t bring the party down,” Mary replied, sticking her tongue out at Sirius when he stuck his out at her. 

“We need to go get some booze in and food, guys, or else the party will be a bust,” Lily told them all. Downing her drink as she stood up. 

Thirty minutes later, the group was shoving bags of shopping into the back of James’s mum’s old minivan. They had left Sirius sprawled across the back seat with all their phones, texting as many people as he could. 

“Budge up,” Remus said, giving Sirius less than a second to move, before lifting his legs into the air and sliding into the seat. He dropped Sirius's legs ungraciously. Sirius nearly fell on the floor. 

“Hey, rude!” Sirius squawked at Remus, his bottom lip pushing out into a sulky pout. He didn’t have time to complain before Mary shoved him off the other seat so she could sit down. 

“Okay, guys, let’s go!” James cried out jovially before twisting the key in the ignition. The minivan choked to life. He pressed his foot down and he sped away, causing Sirius to actually fall off the backseat and into the footwell. Remus dragged him up by the scruff of his neck and wound his seatbelt around him. 

“Buckle up, dumbass.” He growled. 

“Sorry about that,” James apologised over his shoulder as he pulled out of the car park and onto the main road.

“No worries, mate. Could we swing by mine so I can grab Reggie? I think if I don’t literally drag him there myself, he won’t come.

James hit the curb more forcefully than was probably good for his mother’s poor old van. Sirius jumped out and ran into the grand Georgian house he’d inherited when his parents had died. Two minutes later, he was dragging his brother down the front steps. Regulus was putting up quite a fight. Sirius pulled hard at him, almost yanking his hoodie from his body. Eventually, he bundled his brother into the back of the van and yelled at James to go, go, go! 

Regulus wasn’t happy. He glowered at the car’s worn carpet, not saying a word.

At the next red traffic light, James turned as far as his seatbelt would allow him to and grinned broadly at Regulus. 

“How’s it going, Reg?” He asked. Regulus looked up at him, scowling. 

“That good, huh?” James laughed as he ruffled Regulus’s short curls. Regulus yanked his head away, pulled his hood up and crossed his arms across his chest. 

“James, green light,” Lily said as she jabbed James in the arm, forcing him to pay attention. 

They got to James’s and had to hurry to set everything up. Sirius and Remus sorted out the music, bickering over which songs to put on the playlist. Lily and Mary put food into bowls and onto plates. James set out the bottles of alcohol and mixers on the kitchen counter. While Marlene was doing what Marlene does best and creating a truly lethal punch. James looked at the concoction warily. Deciding, there and then, it would probably be best if he stayed clear of Marlene’s punch. 

Regulus leant against the wall near the French windows, refusing to help with anything. He had his phone out and was endlessly scrolling. James was just about to go over to him and try to chat when the doorbell rang, signalling the arrival of their guests.  

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Callum Turner and Taylor Russell at the Loewe FW24 show in Paris on January 20, 2024. ✨✨✨

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On this day, January 20

In 2012: My Chemical Romance released the single "The Kids from Yesterday" , the fifth and last single from their album "Danger Days: The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys". (🖤)

Watch "The Kids from Yesterday" music video here!

Stream "The Kids from Yesterday" here!

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HAPPY 54TH BIRTHDAY, SKEET ULRICH!!!

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Animal of the Day!

Victoria Crowned-pigeon (Goura victoria)

(Photo by Nigel Voaden)

Conservation Status- Near Threatened

Habitat- Northern New Guinea

Size (Weight/Length)- 2 kg; 70 cm

Diet- Fruits; Seeds; Insects

Cool Facts- If you thought all pigeons were drab and gray, I would like to introduce the Victoria crowned-pigeon. Living in small groups, these pigeons walk along the forest floor in search of fallen fruits and on alert for crocodiles and snakes. When startled, Victoria crowned-pigeons shoot straight up and find the nearest branch to cling onto. During the mating season, males square up and engage in occasional wing smacking and chest puffing to impress the ladies. Males then dance for females by bowing their head and wagging their tail up and down. Both parents will help to raise a single chick who eventually fledges after three months.

Rating- 12/10 (King of the pigeons.)

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— January 20, 1915 / Franz Kafka diaries

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Etta James

January 25, 1938 – January 20, 2012

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