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azaleablueme · 2 months
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Ray of Sunshine - romione
Ron and Hermione are slightly older now. Ron wears glasses when he needs to read the handwritten Auror reports; he hates them - the glasses not the reports. He still enjoys his occasional strategy sessions with Harry and his team of Aurors. But the glasses are a pain. He would not have gotten them at all if not for his wife who had dragged him out after months of him adjusting the distance between the morning newspaper and his eyes, squinting hard to find the right spot that made the blurry letters clear.
Hermione has 'aged' beautifully, she is still radiantly beautiful in his eyes, her maddening curls are ever so crazy despite the occasional hint of grey here and there. She doesn't need glasses; Ron reckons that her eyes have adjusted themselves magically knowing well that her reading habit wasn't going to decrease anytime soon. "Your tea is getting cold," she informs him, even without looking up from the pile of parchments in front of her. He chuckles and sets the report aside and picks up the cup, which is now steaming, thanks to the swift flick of her wand. The morning sun streams in through the window, lighting up a patch of their dining table.
"I'm thinking of taking a small trip," he suggested, watching her over the glasses. As expected, she looks up, curious and amused. "Have you asked your better half yet?" she inquires, putting aside the parchment she was reading, resting her chin on her palm, a smile glinting in her eyes which now have very faint lines at the corners. "What should I expect?" she adds, "Will he grumble madly or come along?"
He laughs aloud and watches as she joins in, shaking her head in mock exasperation. "Harry will be okay. We might have to bribe Ginny though," he chuckles.
"Are you sure?" she asks, "Or perhaps, he knows about this already?"
He shakes his head and pulls her hands in his, smiling at the girl he was still just as madly in love with as he was back when they were young and still at Hogwarts. There are a hundred thoughts coursing through his brain now. He still finds it absolutely barmy that he was blessed enough to belong to her, to have a safe life, have two beautiful children of their own and have a house that they had turned into a home. "Let's do that," she answers, looking into his eyes and Ron knows Hermione can read him as easily as she reads her books. "I'll get my schedule adjusted. We can be back before the kids arrive home for the Easter break." They sit still for a few blissful moments before the Floo chimes and Hermione gets up to check. "By the way, Harry knows, and he has already grumbled about it," he adds when she is almost at the kitchen door. She stops, looks at him, rolls her eyes and shakes her head before walking away. "Go and take care of your better half before we leave," she advises, and Ron lets out a laugh. "Yes, I will," he agrees aloud. Harry-Cockblock-Potter had never grown out of his bad-timing habit after all.
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narrators-journal · 2 months
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It's like I can almost hear them
I am very rusty with Dr. Stone, but I’m rewatching the anime, and this little thought kept lingering in my head. Thought I’d actually feed the dcst fans still lingering~
Once the village was pieced back together, the air’s fresh scent was overtaken by the smell of booze and the symphony of celebration. Which, was appropriate, after the ‘primitive’ villagers had purified their homes of the demon called Hyoga. A feat that even had an honest smile spread across Gen Asagiri’s face.
However, even as the air was lively, the mentalist noticed a distinct lack of vegetables amongst the bodies in the clearing. So, he hummed, and meandered away from the joyous atmosphere to the more serene, quiet one of the kingdom of science’s capitol. And, sure enough, he found him in the solitude of the clearing with the winds to bring the sounds of joy to him.
Sat at the back of their small laboratory, his head leaned back against the wall, his cherry-colored eyes closed as if he was asleep. However, Gen could tell that he was awake amongst the walls of glass. “Why aren’t you partying with the others? We chased off Hyoga, bought ourselves some more time, you should be bursting like a pinata with pride and relief.” The mentalist asked from the doorway of the workshop, but Senku only sat in the quiet for a long moment. The bird song Gen’s reply.
But, when he did finally speak, he sounded tired...almost sad. “Y’know, from this distance, if I just sit here, I can almost imagine the sounds of the villagers are the astronauts.”
Ah. “huh, what an odd thing to chew on.” He chuckled as he stepped into the building, “Though…” He paused for a second and listened to the distant laughs and songs that drifted over on the winds. “I suppose you’re right. I guess, in a way, it’s also true. Since they’re the descendants of those six.”
All senku did at that point was snort, his head lifted from the wall to look at him. “You say that like it’s supposed to be comforting. The hell are you getting at, mentalist?” Which, only got a shrug from the purple-clad man, “I dunno~ I’m just thinking back to what Ruri said. In a way, those goofy, seemingly-primitive villagers are the last remaining astronauts” He shrugged while the scientist got to his feet and ran a hand through his gravity-defying hair with a shake of his head. Likely full aware of Gen’s true meaning, but Senku Ishigami wasn’t the type to discuss such emotional topics. “Let’s just get back to the others. Before one of the village drunkards finds me and drags me there.” he said, his mindless musing dropped like a hot rock as the old magician followed him back out into the sunlight.
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strywoven · 1 year
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@ama-tcra-su has requested a story : "I love you, no matter what happens. Don't forget that."  (To Waka)
𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒅.
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Love ⸺ LOVE ( o’ what a word , what a thing to say ) !  Shall we call this bond by such a name ?  Shall we give it such a power ?
Pause is taken , a moment where the idle weave of fingers through silken fur s t o p s , as though his hand , too , is caught CONSIDERING the Mother’s bestowed sentiment ( surprise is rare for him , yet it so plainly blemishes his features ) .  The slight falter is short-lived , the weight of her words dispelling from him as he takes breath and sighs to himself with a s m i l e .  ❝ Ma chérie, ❞  Waka hums , ❝ I would not think to forget , even if I wanted to , because you never let me ! ❞  There is a touch of ample sweetened fondness to his tone ( not that he would ever think to hide it ) .  ❝ Je t’aime , Amaterasu ; likewise ! ❞  And how could he not favor her just the same ( verily , how could his heart not be so full of light & love at her behest ) ?  He a l w a y s did ; he a l w a y s would.  ❝ My heart is with you , so long as the moon and the sun keep the sky , don’t YOU forget. ❞  Fingers ruffle up her painted crown out of cheek , his smile growing into a grin , verdescent hues waning into playful , charmed crescents.
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hansoeii · 9 months
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aziracrow sketchpage!
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originalartblog · 3 months
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@bsdfanweek's skk Valentine's week day 2: Camellias and Floral Troubles
Dazai's love life is so hard. This is in reference to my recent skk post!
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cel-estria · 5 months
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WE GOT A DATE!!!!
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cabi-leodrann · 3 months
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Picked up watercolor again, after not doing anything with it for years lol Pretty happy with how it turned out!
Anyway, Cult of the Lamb fanart- because it lives rent free in my head. Specifically the Lamb/Narinder ship. I live for this ship, I do not know why. It just scratches my brain like very fiew ship can.
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yubriamakesart · 28 days
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Shortly after uploading this I saw a post where someone mentioned how Mr. Qi is canonically a creepypasta character now. And like. Surely. If you've read my webcomic. You know I can't resist that.
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yardsards · 8 months
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i had some friends vote on what silly phrase to write on my birthday cake...
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other top contenders included "GAY DIVORCE" and "AUTISM SWAG"
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mjulmjul · 7 months
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angel, abstract
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Inspired writing choice to have Maestro trap the Doctor inside a beating drum of all things
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emiliagrant · 1 month
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Don't walk away from something before you even know what it is.
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ashmcgivern · 11 months
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A Draconified King
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calmparticles · 5 months
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ashisinsuperhell · 3 months
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tenvishund · 4 months
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F I S S I O N - Why the hell do you hurt yourself for this?
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