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dailykafka · 1 year
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— April 8, 1914 / Franz Kafka diaries
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nudityandnerdery · 20 days
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I know people are excited for the eclipse on April 8, but don't let it distract you from the real reason for the season.
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chalamet-chalamet · 17 days
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✨Solar eclipse-themed poster for ‘Dune: Part Two’ ✨
Twitter credit to dunemovie
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shisasan · 1 year
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𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕 𝟾, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟸 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟶-𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟹
[ID: April 8. Desire for a deeper sleep that dissolves more. The metaphysical urge is only the urge toward death. END ID]
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Happy 4th Birthday to
“Mark and Ethan Desperately Try and Name a Single State in the USA”
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1rabbitdaily · 1 year
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🐇 Apr 8 2023
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lulublack90 · 17 days
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Prompt 8 - Devotion
@jegulus-microfic April 8, Word count 363
Regulus was enjoying a good book in his book nook. James had insisted on building him his own comfortable space. It had floor-to-ceiling bookcases crammed full of books. James had built a little window seat that looked out into the garden and the cherry blossom tree. Regulus spent hours in there, reading or just staring out the window. 
He heard the front door open as James came back from the shops. 
“You home, love?” James called into the house. Regulus put his finger in his book to keep his page.
“Yes, I’m reading.” He called back. James wouldn’t respond. If Regulus was reading, James tended to leave him alone. 
Regulus settled back into his window seat and opened his book. He sniffed. A strong, almost unpleasant scent hit his nostrils. He sniffed again but couldn’t smell anything. He shrugged his shoulders, deciding he must have imagined it. A few minutes later, he smelled it again, and this time, it hung around. It was a strange mix of woodsy and floral. He didn’t like it. 
“James?” He called from his nook. “James?” James came up the stairs, taking them two at a time. 
“Yes, love?” He grinned as he popped his head around the corner. The smell followed him. 
“Did you test scents at Boots again?” Regulus wrinkled his nose.
“Yes!” He beamed. “It’s a new one called Devotion. Do you like it?” Regulus pulled his jumper collar up over his nose. 
“Not even a little bit. Go take a shower.” He added his sleeve to his face as well. 
“Oh, that’s a shame,” James said with a mischievous grin. 
“What are you plotting?” Regulus asked, shuffling back into his window seat as much as possible. 
James grabbed him and rubbed himself all over Regulus, making sure the perfume coated him. 
Regulus coughed as he tried to push James away. 
“Go take a shower, you absolute pest!” James let him go and wandered off to the bathroom. Regulus yanked his jumper off and threw it away from himself. It still wasn’t enough. 
Sighing, he put his bookmark into his book and followed James into the shower, which was probably James’s plan the entire time. 
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pileofsith · 18 days
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✨️ It's my birthday! ✨️
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typelikeagirl · 1 year
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newyorkthegoldenage · 18 days
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This was the scene on the floor of the New York Stock Exchange as the market closed an active session after the Good Friday holiday, April 8, 1939. Weary clerks produced this shower of paper at the closing gong.
Photo: Associated Press via 15MinuteNews
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Galatea (Claymore)  » April 8
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dailykafka · 18 days
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— April 8, 1914 / Franz Kafka diaries
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throwbackgaylor · 18 days
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april 8, 2019 | five years ago today
taylor swift donated $113,000 to the tennessee equality project, an LGBTQ+ advocacy group
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musickickztoo · 18 days
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Vivienne Westwood 
April 8, 1941 – December 29, 2022
Pamela Rooke (Jordan)
June 23, 1955 – April 3, 2022
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shisasan · 1 year
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𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕 𝟾, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
[ID: April 8. Yesterday incapable of writing even one word. Today no better. Who will save me?? And the turmoil in me, deep down, scarcely visible; I am like a living lattice-work, a lattice that is solidly planted and would like to tumble down.. END ID]
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Happy 3rd Birthday to
“Mark and Ethan Desperately Try and Name a Single State in the USA”
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