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Romi
@nottromi.bsky.social
22 | she/her | ♑️ | Here to make my barbie kiss

Ao3 🔗 https://archiveofourown.org/users/Nottromi
Pure fluff and happiness here 🙂‍↕️
January 25, 2026 at 9:02 AM
Love it when they are happy !
January 25, 2026 at 9:02 AM
Thank you 🫂❤️
January 25, 2026 at 9:02 AM
🥺❤️
January 25, 2026 at 9:01 AM
We’ll get through it 🫂
January 25, 2026 at 9:01 AM
Needed something fluffy 🥰
January 25, 2026 at 9:00 AM
Thank you abi 🥺❤️
January 25, 2026 at 9:00 AM
Me and my four hours of sleep says hello (it’s gonna be a LONG day)
a cartoon of tom from tom and jerry is sitting on a table .
ALT: a cartoon of tom from tom and jerry is sitting on a table .
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January 25, 2026 at 7:18 AM
I’m talking about Ukraine, Gaza, Iran, Lebanon, Mali, DRC, Myanmar, Sudan, USA, Venezuela, Yemen, Armenia, Afghanistan, and so so much more. So many people that deserves to be safe, to be free and to be talked about.
January 24, 2026 at 11:29 PM
So proud of you !!! Congratulations 🥰
January 24, 2026 at 11:21 PM
She pulled back when she felt a tear slide down his cheek.

“Why are you crying?” she whispered.

“Because you love me,” he choked. “And I— I never thought I could be worthy of love again. Worthy of someone like you.”

Fin. ✨

Finally wrote something that I found "worthy" of posting ☺️
January 24, 2026 at 11:20 PM
“Of course not everyone will like it. But fuck them.” Her voice trembled with emotion. “I love you. You love me. Done. Easy. Everyone else can fuck off. I just want you to be mine and for me to be yours. Publicly.”

She leaned in and kissed him softly.
January 24, 2026 at 11:20 PM
“I have never been ashamed of you, love,” she said quietly. “I thought you wanted to keep it private because of— I don’t know— some old pure-blood belief—”

“— I never believed that shit, Granger.”
January 24, 2026 at 11:20 PM
She said it so gently, so pityingly, that he wanted the floor to swallow him whole.

But the earth wasn’t on his side today.

When Hermione cupped his jaw, he leaned into her touch instinctively.
January 24, 2026 at 11:20 PM
“Are you implying I should be ashamed of being angry and expressing myself now?” she snapped, her cheeks turning red.

He lifted his hands in surrender. “Of me. How are you not ashamed of me?”

“Why would I be— oh.” Her voice softened. “/Oh/, Draco.”
January 24, 2026 at 11:20 PM
But there he stood in her living room as she kept rambling about how unfair he was being, and all he could think was—

/She wanted to tell the world?/

“You’re not ashamed?” he asked in a small, fragile voice.

She stared at him, wide-eyed.
January 24, 2026 at 11:20 PM
They’d fought about it one night. Properly fought. She’d told him how selfish he was to keep her all to himself, how she was dying to tell the world that he was hers.

Draco prided himself on never being left speechless.
January 24, 2026 at 11:20 PM
Their relationship wasn’t new, exactly — but it had always been a secret. Something kept between the two of them. He understood how ashamed she must be of being seen with him.

What he hadn’t realised was that he was the one holding her back.
January 24, 2026 at 11:20 PM
He had always imagined his future as either nonexistent or confined between four walls in Azkaban. Not here. Not in Hermione’s home. Not surrounded by her friends and family, celebrating her birthday.
January 24, 2026 at 11:20 PM
I’m obsessed with them  Just want the time to binge watch everything…
January 23, 2026 at 8:52 PM