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sahind · 6 months

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GODZILLA: MINUS ONE (2023) Directed by Takashi Yamazaki

#godzilla #godzilla minus one #godzillaedit #edit #gojira #gojiraedit #kaiju #monster #japan #gif #film #movie #filmedit #movieedit #filmgifs #moviegifs #godzillagifs #postwar #war #2023

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sliebman10 · 6 months

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Auror

“I…don’t think I want to be an Auror anymore,” Harry confided. He sat between them on the veranda, sipping some of Grandfather Arcturus’s scotch. He looked for Sirius to Remus for reassurance just as he did when he was younger.

Neither of them were really surprised. They’d been sure Harry would realize he wanted to do something else before he’d finished training.

But he hadn’t. He’d gone through with it. And they’d watched and waited.

“It’s alright, Harry,” Sirius said, squeezing his knee.

“You don’t think it’s irresponsible?” Harry asked, sounding again like that young kid who’d just fought a war, when in fact he was almost 30.

“We just want you to be happy,” Remus said. “What else would you want to do?”

He smiled shyly. “I think…I want to teach Defense.”

Remus beamed at him. “You’d be great at that.”

Word count: 142

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#wolfstar #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar microfic #harry potter #good godfather sirius black #postwar #auror

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whinlatter · 3 months

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She stares at her own drawn face in the dormitory mirror, grips the sides of the sink. And still, she can’t bring herself to pick up the quill and tell him. It’s so lonely up here. I’m so scared about this inquiry. I’m so scared I’ll let everyone down. I’m so scared you’re going to change your mind. [ scarecrow, n., an object made to resemble a human figure, set up to scare birds away from a field where crops are growing; (archaic) an object of baseless fear ]

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#beasts #chapter 12 #at long bloody last #dropping a chapter at 2am on a wednesday get a GRIP #yes i know it looks ridiculous to have a SYLVIA PLATH poem next to a quote from chamber of secrets but that's what you get for enabling me #hinny #ginny weasley #post DH #postwar #hermione granger

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mercurygray · 16 days

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For the one word prompts, how about “security” + whichever one of your OCs the inspiration strikes! - @softspeirs

Katie, I hope you don't mind that I've decided to use this prompt for Crank and Laura!

For those of you who might be new here, Laura Arsenault is an OC of mine from The Darkening Sky; she's a nurse with the 128th Field Hospital and a good friend of Frankie Horgan, who is a good friend of Marj Gordon's. Part of Laura's story is that she has a brother, George, serving with a tank regiment, and an older sister, Vivian, who was one of the Army nurses imprisoned on Bataan.

She never thought she'd miss the war.

Well, not the war, exactly - Laura didn't miss the war itself. She didn't miss the smell of operating wards and dirt and wet canvas and boots that were never dry and washing out of a helmet and keeping the rats out of your bunk and scrubbing blood out of your nails. She didn't miss the dying, or the dead.

But maybe it was - was the being in it that she missed, the sense of shared self and shared goals and shared purpose. And she missed the people. They weren't ever alone, in that hospital - there was always someone to talk to, always work to help with, always someone to go see. And getting a date had been infinitely easier. Easy as pie, when you were one of only fifty or so girls and there were dozens - or hundreds - of guys at the dance.

Not any more. Now she was back home, where no one knew her, and everyone she did know was always a bus ride away instead of a two minute walk, and finding dates was awful - especially once everyone heard what she did for work. "Oh, a nurse." And then this odd little smile and an anecdote about whoever they knew in the hospital, or something like that, and she'd have to smile and nod and pretend to care.

And all the men were - well, she didn't know where they were, but none of them seemed to be in Boston, or at least, not the part of it that she was, and yet everyone seemed to have a brother, or a cousin, or a - a someone who needed to meet someone. But none of those guys ever seemed interested in more than one meeting. She wasn't desperate enough yet to start answering those ads in the paper, but it felt like a distinct possibility - reduced to twenty words or less.

So here she was again - another blind date, this time with Rose's cousin Charlie. "You'll like him," Rose had said, patting her arm and handing her the address of a restaurant. "He was a pilot."

A pilot - possibly her least favorite kind of soldier, probably because she'd seen so few of them, and heard so much, and your average infantryman didn't have a lot of nice things to say about the bomber boys, except that they were lazy, and they were late, and they were getting all the press. Now, come on, Laura, you haven't even met him yet.

Yes - hadn't met him yet because he was late, and now she was sitting, like a bad penny, all on her own at this table in the middle of the back wall trying not to look too lost in this big room with all these other perfectly paired off people.

"Miss Arsenault?"

Well, here he was - and lord, did he ever sound like a local boy - Laura heard it in every syllable. She held out a hand to shake, and he took it, his grip firm and uncompromising.

"Mr. Cruikshank."

He had a kind face - that was something, anyway. Not the sort of face she would have thought belonged to a pilot, if she was being honest, but that was Hollywood and a lot of movies talking. His hair, she could see, was very naturally curly, though he'd done his darnedest to comb it down into parting neatly. He was wearing civies, or mostly civies, anyway - charcoal grey trousers and a sweater that wasn't too far out of current fashion with his leather bomber jacket over it, his name, C. Cruikshank, stamped into the leather plate over his left breast.

"It's Charles, if that's too much of a mouthful."

Not Charlie, then. She'd have to remember that. "Laura," she offered, watching him pull out his chair and drape his jacket over the back. "The waiter should be back soon, I didn't - want to order without you."

"You ever been here before?" he asked, obviously just trying to make conversation, his eyes darting around the room.

"Once or twice, but not - not for dates." I'm trying not to sound like the kind of girl who goes on a lot of dates. "Rose said you were - were a pilot. What'd you fly?"

"Heavy bombers," he offered, shuffling a little in his chair. "B-17s, out of Norfolk. And you were a - were a nurse?"

She nodded. "Field hospital. We were everywhere."

"Imagine that was a -- a hard job." His eyes were still avoiding hers, his hands rubbing together nervously in his lap.

"I can't imagine what being in a plane was like. We didn't get too many airman."

He nodded, and Laura looked back down at the candle on the table, feeling foolish for not knowing what else to say. He was bouncing his leg, underneath the table, his chair not quite pulled in all the way, like he was going rather than coming, waiting for the check instead of waiting for the menu.

Well. I guess that's that on that, then. Failed before we even ordered. She'd get chicken - that was easy, and cheap, now, too. They could eat and mumble through something about the weather and she wouldn't have to do this again and she could tell Rose on Monday that Charles had been charming but not the guy for her.

Just how had Vivian managed it - finding the love of her life before the end of the war, and in a hospital, no less! Laura knew she shouldn't compare, but it was hard not to, when it seemed to have been so easy and where she was now seemed so hard. Not that Vivian had had it easy, at all - she'd only been in Hawaii because she'd been in the Philippines, and she'd only met Andy because she'd been on light duties, and him recovering from surgery. She'd made the mistake of saying it, once, a few months ago, and the look Vivian had given her would have scared anyone silent. "Don't say that, Laur," she'd begged. "I'm not lucky. You don't want to be where I've been."

"So, what did Rose say about me? When she set this up?" He looked nervous about hearing the answer.

"She said she thought we'd get along, I think." Laura offered, and then paused. Wait. That's ...not what she said. She said we wouldn't have to explain anything to each other. And she said that you'd had a hard war...but who didn't?

She didn't want to say that last part out loud - no one liked to be a charity case, and she knew that better than anyone. But as she thought about it, really thought about the way Rose had spoken about her cousin, she realized that Rose had only brought up meeting Charles when she'd told a story about Vivian. And she realized, finally, where she'd seen the look on his face before - in Vivian's eyes, always trying to find the exits, calculate the quickest way out. This man wasn't just a pilot - and maybe there were things from his war that he didn't want to explain, either, things that really were hard. "Do you want to switch places?" she asked, moving her chair out from the table a little.

He looked guilty, and…afraid, even, a man trapped who'd been trapped before. "My sister never wants to sit with her back to the door," she said, trying not to pry. "She always wants to - see that there's a way out." She paused. "Three years behind wire will do that to a person."

He looked up from his hands and stared. "Your sister?"

She nodded. "She was with MacArthur in the Philippines." She met his eye. "I don't mind, really."

"Thanks." They moved seats, leaving their coats where they were, and a kind of calm came over him as he took in more of the room. "Imagine she had it worse. I was…only eighteen months. In Germany. 43 to 45."

Laura could see her sister's face as he said that - could see Andy's face, too, talking with her brother George over their pipes after dinner about whether fighting in the heat or the cold was worse. "She'd tell you it wasn't a competition. If it helps."

He smiled at that, loosing up a little. "My doc says I should work on things like this - dinner, and conversation, and…crowded rooms." He shrugged. "I know no one likes a project, but I'm….trying." He smiled a little bashfully. "And I'm a little nervous anyway - Rose …didn't tell me you were pretty."

She felt herself blush, and looked down at her napkin. Well, all right, Charles Cruikshank, tell me I'm pretty. "She didn't tell me her cousin Charles was cute, either."

It was his turn to blush, and he did it almost sweetly, a touch of color coming into his already ruddy cheeks. "You know I haven't…actually been called Charles for about five years. He feels like…some other fellow that's not me. All my friends call me Crank."

"Crank?" What a name! Pilots.

He smiled again - really smiled, this time, his eyes even lighting up a little, and she was glad, finally, that he'd felt security enough in being called by his name to show her what his smile looked like. "Someone would tell you it's 'cause I complain a lot, but it's, it's short for Crankshaft. It's a long story."

The waiter appeared, pad and white apron at the ready. "Are we ready to order?"

Laura looked at Crank and smiled. She would still order the chicken, and there would be no need to talk about the weather. "Well, why don't you tell it to me? I think we've got some time."

#asked and answered #Anonymous #softspeirs #i have written a thing #mercurygraypresents #tds cinematic universe #laura arsenault #vivian arsenault #masters of the air x oc #postwar

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juanasunfall-blog · 1 year

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A little “sequel” to “just a bit of comfort”. They went on that trip to brazil.

Harry´s letter to McGonagall: "Dear Minerva, lots of love from Brazil! (Snape sends his regards, too) You can´t really see it in the photo but he is enjoying himself immensely. Up to this point we have found so many weird looking plants and shroom-thingies, he´ll probably be able to fill a whole storeroom with the stuff. I assume as soon as we get home, he´ll barricade himself in his potions lab and we won´t see him until christmas. But it´s nice to see him so stoked, he almost smiled at me today (don´t tell him I told you that). Hope you are doing well, we´ll see you soon, love Harry"

#harry potter #Severus snape #snarry #postwar #fluff #ingredient-hunt in the rain forest #lets go to brazil snape #and they did

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marimeeko · 2 months

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Horikoshi I see you out here teasing the Undercut/Sidecut Izuku crowd. I see that hit landing on our boys head from Shig, and I see where them green curls already got cut short.

It's time for some fanservice. I need more practice drawing hair styles especially with Izukus wild hair but I had a doodle dump:

I imagine that the doctors might butcher his hair a bit more to be able to address the gash on his head properly, but he has many a wonderful friend who would definitely help him out by styling that out afterwards. (For fun I imagined Ochako being the one in this doodle)

And of course...1. Izuku would still need to find Kacchan after everything and 2. KACCHAN WOULD NEED TO FIND HIM. and 3. It would be hilarious to see Katsuki react to Izukus hair(and he's honestly more worried by the scar)

Forgive my scrappy doodles but I just had to.

Horikoshi has an opportunity here to give Izuku a quick little makeover post war....like how Nejire and Miruko both got battle-related makeovers. I'm sure he'll have a scar bc hori is really good about keeping consistent with those injuries.

#bnha spoilers #bakudeku #bakugou katsuki #sidecut deku #imagine if kacchan freaks out over his haircut though #but swcretly it grows on him #and it makes Izuku look so sharp to him #hed learn to love it #but id live for the comic relief of him freaking out over it #and immediately just hugging izuku bc they have been separated so badly #bkdk reunion #bnha 414 #postwar

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victusinveritas · 7 months

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Omaha Beach. 1947

#omaha beach #normandy #d day #postwar #meanwhile in france

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retropopcult · 9 months

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Hoping to attract more passengers - who at the time were almost exclusively male - most airlines after World War II started hiring only attractive young women as flight attendants. In this 1954 photo, a stewardess checks her appearance. Mirrors like this were hung in lounges and lavatories for image checks—to ensure they were always looking their best for the customer. (Image courtesy of the Smithsonian Institution)

#vintage #1950s #postwar #flight attendant #flying #post war

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lonestarbattleship · 1 month

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"USS Arkansas (BB-33) being loaded with equipment to be transported to Bikini Atoll. Army ground forces equipment which is to be exposed to atomic blast during the Bikini experiments being moved from West Coast ports. The USS Arkansas is shown being loaded with equipment to be transported to Bikini.

Note: the contrast between the 12-inch rifles of the Arkansas and the slender but lethal guns of the M26 Heavy Tank (at left of the naval rifles) and the 90mm. gun Motor Carriage (at right)."

Date: spring 1946

Battleship North Carolina Archives: 1981.011.0130

#USS Arkansas (BB-33)#USS Arkansas #Wyoming Class #Dreadnought #Battleship #Warship #Ship #United States Navy #U.S. Navy #US Navy #USN #Navy #tank #Operation Crossroads #bikini atoll #Spring #1946 #postwar #my post

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sliebman10 · 23 days

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Expecto Patronum

Sirius struggled casting a Patronus. First, it was because his home life had been so difficult. Then, after Azkaban…well, the happy memories were muted and grey.

But now? Maybe, he thought as the ocean lapped at his toes behind their new house.

The first time he did it after Azkaban, he’d needed Remus’s touch to ground him and had been surprised when it was Moony who'd erupted from his wand rather than Padfoot. But it made sense. Moony had always been his protector to it stood to reason that his Patronus would match that.

He hadn’t tried to cast one while he was stuck in Grimmauld Place. What was the point? He’d been in such a dark headspace that it never really seemed possible.

But he was free of that place for a second time.

He closed his eyes, listening to the waves. He pictured the day he and Remus moved into this house. The first home they’d had together since before. He pictured Harry helping them set up the house.

He took a deep breath. “Expecto Patronum!”

The silvery wolf surged out of his wand, and ran into the waves, circling back to nudge at his leg.

Sirius smiled.

Word Count: 200

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#wolfstar #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar microfic #postwar #a home by the dea #expecto patronum

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whinlatter · 5 months

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‘Hermione, the attendees just survived a war,’ says Seamus impatiently. ‘I think they can survive a piss-up in a creepy old mansion.’

🪶 read the author’s note for c.10&11 (spoilers!)

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#beasts #time to party #chapter 10 #sirius szn #spoiler alert things go awry #but the girls look hot so everyone's a winner #did someone say butterbeer pong #chapter 11 coming....... extremely soon #hinny #ginny weasley #girl power babyyyy #romione #sirius black #fic rec #post DH #HP fanfic #postwar #seamus finnigan

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noticiasarquelogicasjaponesas · 2 months

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Sean bienvenidos, japonistasarqueológicos a una nueva entrega en esta ocasión os presento a otro arqueólogo que excavó en el yacimiento del Toro en la arqueología de posguerra. - En la publicación anterior comentamos, que era la arqueología de posguerra, mencionamos el milagro japonés y de cómo tras la guerra japón supo reponer sus heridas con cierta rapidez y el yacimiento del Toro es un testimonio de ello. En esta publicación, el personaje en esta ocasión se trata de,Takeji Kikukawa Nacido en 1932, que corresponde a la era Showa. - Fue estudiante de la escuela secundaria Fujieda Higashi localizada en la prefectura de Shizuoka, se dedicó a los periodo yayoi y Jamón estudiando su cultura material, sobre todo la cerámica del periodo yayoi y las pesas de piedra del periodo Jomon. - Espero que os haya gustado y nos vemos en próximas publicaciones que pasen una buena semana. 日本の考古学者たちよ、戦後の考古学で登呂遺跡を発掘したもう一人の考古学者を歓迎しよう。 - 前回は戦後考古学について、日本の奇跡と戦後日本がいかに早く立ち直ったか、そしてエル・トロ遺跡がその証であることをお話ししました。今回の登場人物は、1932年生まれの菊川武治である。 - 静岡県立藤枝東高等学校に在籍し、弥生・縄文時代の物質文化、特に弥生時代の陶磁器や縄文時代の石錘の研究に没頭した。 - それでは、また次回もお楽しみください。

Welcome, Japanese archaeologists, to another post-war archaeologist who excavated at the Toro site in post-war archaeology. - In the previous publication we talked about post-war archaeology, we mentioned the Japanese miracle and how after the war Japan was able to recover its wounds quite quickly and the site of El Toro is a testimony of that. In this publication, the character on this occasion is Takeji Kikukawa, born in 1932, which corresponds to the Showa era. - He was a student at Fujieda Higashi High School in Shizuoka Prefecture. He was devoted to the Yayoi and Jomon periods, studying their material culture, especially the ceramics of the Yayoi period and the stone weights of the Jomon period. - I hope you enjoyed it and see you in future posts have a nice week.

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turpinsimp-blog · 1 year

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late post! for Dec 22 release date

A gift for my friend @frenchpresswriter for the Potions & Parchment discord server’s holiday gift exchange! to see the whole work the link is down beloww

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43634443

#severus snape #Professor Severus Snape #SSHG #sshg fanfiction #sevmione #Severus x Hermione #Hermione Granger #postwar

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