#7 February

[dateinthelife]

7 February 1967

Mickey Dolenz meets Paul at his home this day, as a publicity thing probably to quell rumblings of rivalry. It was probably pretty awkward but Mickey called Paul beautiful and Paul got to play him "Strawberry Fields Forever" and "Penny Lane" so I guess everyone got something out of it. [Source]

[ladymarvel27]

Happy birthday to this stunning gossip girl, Pierre Gasly

[oediex]

The curtains are closed. My apartment is dark. It's been like that for weeks. I feel my way through the shadows of my living room. I know how many steps to take to the second floor.

My mind is in darkness too. I keep the world out or it will flare. Too bright too loud too many.

Do I open up the curtains, let the sun back in?

[rb-kny-fan-709]

it's been 15 years now... how ever we will never disappoint it... never.

[sublimerebeldefendor]

The best is yet to come

[ethernalium]

1997 / 2024

Who dares disturb my slumber?

[ohnoafterlaughs]

Cloti commission for @ nitezintodreamz ! “A hope for Rebirth”

[northgazaupdates]

7 February 2024

Some staff inside Al-Shifa Hospital are afraid the occupation is about to storm the hospital again. It has been besieged for 11 days, snipers and drones have been killing people inside, and tonight there was another bombing of a structure on hospital premises. Please keep an eye open for more news from Al-Shifa and spread awareness. Screenshots available upon request for verification purposes. Check reblogs for updates.

[egophiliac]

As much as I'm worried about Lilia this chapter (and I'm very worried. He's my fav! 😭) I also cant help but wonder if he's not actually dying and just caught the fae equivalent of a cold, and just, ya know, forgot that was a thing. Like his magic is gonna come back in a few days and he'll be all "Oh, guess it was just the sniffles."

I have to think they won't actually perma-kill him in-story -- I tend to be hilariously wrong about predictions, but, like, surely they wouldn't change the status quo that hard. (at least not before his nendoroid comes out.) so it probably will end up something like that! everyone watches Malleus' little shadow-puppet backstory, tears are shed, character development happens, and then Lilia is like "ha ha, speaking of wacky misunderstandings..." let me believe

(or possibly, because Lilia is a jillion years old and everything is relative, "I'm going to die soon!" = a mere 80 or so years left. which still isn't great for Mal, but is way better for Silver and Sebek and me. either way, Lilia's gonna have a lot of 'splaining to do.)

[dateinthelife]

7 February 1970

"Govinda" by Radha Krshna Temple is recorded on this day, produced by George Harrison.

According to the Beatles Bible, the recording is still played every morning at ISKCON (International Society for Krishna Consciousness) temples around the world.

[royalarchivist]

Antoine: It's ok to be old, man!

Fit: Yeah, it's- it's alright. Well, you know– we're glad to have you here Phil, because you take the brunt of the old jokes being the actual oldest. So you're taking one for the team.

Phil: [Snorts] Wait, isn't Pierre older than me?

Antoine: Uh, he might be older than you, but I think the oldest person on the server is Pol, but I don't think he comes very often.

Phil: Yeah, Pol kinda like shows up whenever, yeah. Yeah. Wait– how old's Luzu?

Fit: OH– actually, Luzu might be older, yeah yeah yeah!

Phil: Yeah, Luzu's a family man! Luzu's got like, a kid and sht dude. A whole family man.

Fit: He's got a whole family, I got a pet cactus man, we're in different stages of our lives, you know?

Phil: EXACTLY! [Laughs] Luzu and Pierre are just like, family men of the server.

Antoine: Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah, they are.

[skipppppy]

Happy Pokemon day!!! Everyone start drawing their gymsonas again so I’m not the odd one out

[tswiftupdatess]

taynao13: Still can't believe these pictures were taken by me

[ethernalium]

FINAL FANTASY VII REBIRTH (2024, FEB.29)

[chalamet-chalamet]

“That was the dinner where I got there and there was one camera guy in front of the restaurant. I thought ‘all right if I sprint, they’re not going to get me’ but there was one picture of me with the dumbest sprint. I got a double chin poking out. I don’t look athletic. Anyway.”

-Timothée Chalamet, Vogue Off the Cuff series

Twitter credit to voguemagazine

[lulublack90]

Prompt 7 - Star

@jegulus-microfic February 7 Word count 743

ok this wasn't meant to be another multi-prompt story but here we are 🤣

CW- someone is tortured but it's not described but you know it's going on.

First part

Sirius had blindfolded him once they’d cleared the building. He could feel Sirius’s face still close to his. 

“We’re going to apparate in a second. Are you going to behave, or do I have to stun you?” Sirius growled into his ear. Regulus tried to twist his head away from his brother.

“Stunning it is.” Sirius sighed before Regulus felt a spell hit him, and then…

***

“Did you have to do that, Sirius?” James huffed as he rearranged Regulus’s limp body on his shoulders. 

“If he messed around, he would have splinched himself, and you might have as well. This was easier.” Sirius shrugged at James as he explained. “Come on, Mad-Eye will want to question him.” Sirius held his hand out to James, and they disapparated to their designated safe house. 

***

Regulus’s body felt stiff like he’d fallen asleep sitting up. Slowly, he cracked his eyes open. He was in a dark room, possibly a cellar. He wasn’t sure. If magic was being used, he could be anywhere. 

He tried to move and found he was strapped tightly to a wooden chair. 

“Ah, so you’re finally awake?” A gruff, gravely voice said from the shadows. Alastor Moody moved so he was just visible in the low light. 

Regulus supposed it was meant to be an intimidation tactic, but it wasn’t strong enough to work on him. The Auror clearly hadn’t asked Sirius for input, as he’d know that after dealing with Walburga Black, nothing these silly little men could do would get to him. 

“Hmmm, braver than you look, hey, Black? Let’s see how brave the lionhearted star really is.” He raised his wand, pointing it directly at Regulus’s chest, and all Regulus could think was this man was an idiot. The Regulus star wasn’t lionhearted. It was the heart of the lion, and as it was, his heart belonged to only one lion, a Gryffindor lion. 

He used thoughts of James to get him through the waves of torture Moody was about to perform.

***

Above them, in the kitchen, James and Sirius paced. Frank Longbottom had his wand on them, and they had been warned that if they tried to get into the cellar, he’d stun the pair without hesitating. So they paced. 

James flinched at every scream, and Sirius ranted and raved about how torture wouldn’t work on him because Walburga had made it her life’s mission to torture her sons until they could endure anything. 

“Just talk to him like I said to. He’s a twat, but he’ll talk more if you don’t piss him off with spells first.” He bellowed at the door.

James couldn’t speak at all. Every cry emitted from Regulus broke a piece of him. If he’d have thought even for a second that the Order would do this to him, he’d have taken him and run. 

Eventually, it went silent, and familiar clunking footsteps pounded up the stairs. The door to the cellar opened, and Mad-Eye walked out, looking tired and not at all satisfied. James and Sirius went to step around him, but he shot his arm out, blocking them. 

“Oh, no, you don’t,” He growled at them. “No one is to go near the prisoner.” 

“What the fuck Mad-Eye?!” Sirius cried as he tried in vain to get around him. 

“He’s not talking yet. But don’t you worry, he will.”

“No, he won’t! I’ve already told you, Moody, you won’t break him like that. All you’ve done is piss him off. He’ll never say a word to you now. Let us try. I know we can get through to him. He’ll talk to James and I. Please let us try.” By the end of his tirade, Sirius was pleading with the older wizard. James was glad Sirius had taken over. He was in no fit state to fight Mad-Eye. 

“Go on, Mad-Eye, it won’t hurt to let them have a crack at him.” Frank offered as he tried to defuse the situation and get the head Auror to see reason.

The grizzled wizard grunted something incoherent but nodded before he stomped out of the kitchen. They all understood he meant that James and Sirius could go down to Regulus.  

James stared at the cellar door. He felt sick at the thought that whatever had happened to Regulus was his fault if he hadn’t picked him up. None of this would have happened. 

He put his hand on the doorknob and turned it.    

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