#october 30

[another-chaotic-bisexual-vampire]

Van Helsing: we must plan what each and all shall do

Arthur:

[dailykafka]

— October 30, 1911 / Franz Kafka diaries

[tswiftupdatess]

Indianapolis welcomes Taylor Swift in honor of her upcoming shows in the city with a brand new race car!

(October 30, 2024)

[constantine-2005]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOKOYAMI ⋆ ·˚ ༘ *

[typelikeagirl]

[happybirthday-unusannus]

Happy 4th Birthday to

“Ethan Kidnapped Mark”

[todaysdocument]

Memorandum of Conference with the President

Collection DDE-WHOSS: White House Office, Office of the Staff Secretary: Records of Paul T. Carroll, Andrew J. Goodpaster, L. Arthur Minnich, and Christopher H. RussellSeries: Alphabetical Subject FilesFile Unit: Intelligence Matters (13)

TOP SECRET [stamped over] UNCLASSIFIED

October 30, 1959

MEMORANDUM OF CONFERENCE WITH THE PRESIDENT

October 26, 1959

Others present: Mr. Allen Dulles, General Goodpaster

Mr. Dulles came in to propose the conduct of a U-2 reconnaissance flight over a key area of northern European Russia.

The President said that, recognizing that there may be substantial intelligence values involved, there is a basic and broader question -- either the Soviets in the present circumstances would contemplate general warfare or they would not. If they would not, it does not seem necessary to him to conduct these searches for any missile sites they may have. In fact, it is in the nature of provocative pin-pricking, and it may give them the idea that we are seriously preparing plans to knock out their installations.

Mr. Dulles said that there is a high probability (about four to one) that weather will prevent the conduct of the flight. The time remaining, before the sun angle drops to low, is a matter of a couple of weeks. He said that the Defense Department has strongly urged the conduct of this mission.

The President reverted to his original point, saying that if we became convinced that we were going to get nowhere on our disarmament efforts, then he would be inclined to give approval to go ahead and do what we can to learn the location of their missile sites. He did not think we are in that position, however. Accordingly, he said he would talk to Secretary Herter about it but added that he is pretty unhappy about the suggestion and thinks that we are trying to do two incompatible things at once.

Mr. Herter later told me that he had spoken to the President about this, and in view of the President's reluctance had concurred in not conducting the exercise, which he had originally tended to favor. I spoke to the President who said he had decided against the operation. I so notified Mr. Bissell in CIA.

A.J. Goodpaster

[stamp] DECLASSIFIED E.O. 12356, SEC. 3.4 (b) MR 93-172#3 BY LK DATE 10/27/95

TOP SECRET

UNCLASSIFIED

[lulublack90]

Prompt 30 - Champagne

@jegulus-microfic October 30, Word count 976

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After the first time that Regulus had come over to James’s, James couldn’t keep him away. It turned out Regulus was an avid baker and kept finding excuses to borrow James’s kitchen as he hated using the shared kitchen in the Halls as no one cleaned it properly, and he’d had a few instances where his baked goods had been removed from the oven, so someone could heat up a pizza. James was more than happy to let Regulus come over and cook or bake or whatever else he wanted to do. James made sure his baking cupboard was well stocked, so Regulus didn’t have to worry over ingredients. 

Regulus had told James in confidence one afternoon while he melted chocolate over a pan that his Mother had caught him in the middle of his first kiss, which just happened to be with a boy, and that she'd kicked him out. 

“I think I’ve always liked boys,” Regulus confessed, barely meeting James’s eye. “She gave me ten minutes to get my things and get out. I slept in the park that night.”

“What about the guy you were kissing? Couldn’t he have taken you in, or a friend?” James had pressed. 

“Barty was my only friend, but he was too scared to let me stay as he’d have to explain to his dad why I got kicked out, and he said he didn’t even know if he liked me that way enough to risk everything,” James had pulled him into a hug at the end of his story and Barty Crouch was put on his shit list. 

Regulus was in the kitchen, putting the finishing touches on his homemade pumpkin pie. James had been fascinated, as Regulus had made his own pumpkin purée. James would have just used a can. But damn, did it taste good. 

He’d waved Regulus off after they'd enjoyed a slice and settled in to binge-watch the Lord of the Rings for the hundredth time, when his phone rang. Regulus was phoning him. He answered it thinking maybe he’d forgotten something. 

“Hey, Reg, what’s up?”

“J-J-James…” He was crying and sounded scared. 

“Reg, what’s wrong?” James sat up straight on the sofa as he strained to hear what Regulus was saying. 

“S-s-s-s-s—” He was stuttering worse than James had ever heard him. 

“Reg, take a breath, it’s alright, I’m right here,” James said, calmly in the most reassuring voice he could. He heard Regulus inhale shakily. 

“S-s-s-someone broke into my room,” He said, sniffling. James jumped up, shoved his feet in his trainers and was out of the door before Regulus could say any more. 

When he got to Regulus’s room, even he was shocked by the wreckage. His drawers were all open, and his clothes were tossed around the room. All his drawings that had been Blu-Tacked to the wall had been torn down and shredded into pieces. Every last one of his paints had been squeezed from their tubes into the carpet and smeared into the fibres, and his bed was covered in a liquid that James had no problem identifying. James immediately removed Regulus from the room and shut the door. He took his hand and marched him down to the head of accommodations office and banged on the door until someone answered. 

“Potter? Please don’t tell me you've moved back in,” The older woman groaned when she recognised her caller. 

“Lovely to see you as well, Minnie,” James said cheerily. “We have a problem.” He said more seriously, pulling Regulus forward from behind his back and continued. “Regulus came home about fifteen minutes ago and someone has broken into his room and completely trashed it,” Minerva's eyebrows rocketed up her head.

“Show me,” She said sternly and followed them back down the corridor to Regulus’s room. She took one look and her nostrils flared in anger. “Well, Mr Black, you won’t be able to stay in there for a few days. Give me a moment and I’ll find you alternative accommodation.”

“No need, Minnie, he’s staying with me,” James said, turning to Regulus. “That is if you want to,” Regulus threw himself at James, folding his slender body into James, his face nuzzling into James’s hoodie. 

“Yes, please,” He said quietly. James wrapped his arms around him and held him tight. 

“In that case, would you like to collect what belongings you can. Let me know if anything is missing, and I’ll keep you updated on when you can move back in,” Minerva had softened her voice and Regulus nodded silently. "Do you have any idea who might have done this?" She asked. Regulus shook his head again. 

"I don't really know anybody here. I-I-I haven't made any friends yet," Regulus answered, still clutching tightly to James's front. James ran a soothing hand down Regulus's back and was pleased when he felt some of the tension leave Regulus's body. 

"We will get to the bottom of this, Mr Black, and believe me, the culprits will be punished accordingly." Minerva promised before leaving them, to it. "Oh and Mr Potter, it is Minerva or Ms McGonagall," She warned James over her shoulder before disappearing around the corner.   

James helped him gather his clothes into bin bags. They’d all need washing. James carried them back to his flat in one hand, the other was taken by Regulus. He was so glad he had that spare room right there. 

A week later, Regulus had given up his room at the Halls and moved into James’s spare room. Sirius and Remus turned up when it was all official, with a bottle of champagne to celebrate. James was overjoyed Regulus had agreed to stay, but it was already making it harder for James to keep his feelings to himself. He’d try his best, though, because Regulus was special, and he deserved the world. 

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[userchai]

It’s Halloween Eve 🎃

[another-chaotic-bisexual-vampire]

mina waking up every morning before dawn to get hypnotized again

[belaiineeee]

If you haven’t watched Halloweentown yet, what are you doing fr?!?

[tswiftupdatess]

Indianapolis mayor Joseph H. Hogsett claims the first weekend of November 2024 in the city as ''Taylor Swift Week'' in honor of Taylor's upcoming Eras Tour shows there!

(October 30, 2024)

[itsnixderlol]

Happy birthday to me :]

[chic-a-gigot]

La Mode nationale, no. 43, 30 octobre 1897, Paris. No. 22. — Col haute nouveauté. Bibliothèque nationale de France

No. 22. — Col haute nouveauté, allant sur toutes les toilettes et donnant à la plus simple un cachet élégant qui la rend très habillée. Il est en guipure d'Irlande appliquée sur velours bleu marine et bordé d'un assez haut volant de soie bleue. Pans de rubans et choux.

La couleur varie suivant le goût, le teint, les besoins de chaque lectrice.

Capote ornée de jolies touffes de chrysanthèmes et d'une aigrette.

No. 22. — New high collar, going with all outfits and giving to the simplest an elegant cachet that makes it very dressy. It is in Irish guipure applied on navy blue velvet and bordered with a fairly high flounce of blue silk. Ribbons and cabbages.

The color varies according to the taste, the complexion, the needs of each reader.

Capote decorated with pretty tufts of chrysanthemums and an aigrette.

Matériaux: 50 centimètres de velours; 2 mètres ruban no. 16; 1m.50 de soie. Dentelle.

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ariana grande ੈ✩‧₊˚ october 30 2022

[happybirthday-unusannus]

Happy 3rd Birthday to

“Ethan Kidnapped Mark”