HAI GAIS. Okay, so
yeats and I are having a fucking amazingface, pathetichead conversation right now that could have happened about 5 years ago, back when Remus/Sirius fandom was experiencing a bit of a "heyday", and everything was still relatively hunky-dory, and like, stuff was still REALLY ANGSTY AND SHIT but at least NOBODY WAS DEAD OR STRAIGHT YET
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He treks into the woods, kicking at underbrush and occasionally pulling out his wand to clear a path, and then, at a very random spot, he stops. His hand slips into his pocket and fishes out an innocuous-looking piece of parchment. Remus unfolds it carefully, well-worn at the creases from reading and rereading so many times he's lost count. A familiar, tight scrawl runs the width of the page, a single line of text that he's memorised over the years.
Thanks for all the sex last night.It had been passed to him as a joke, meant purely for shock value seeing as how ‘shock value’ was Sirius’ middle name. Remus remembers how well it ( ... )
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thanks for reading! <3
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Post this in your journal, if you haven't! Or somewhere where it's not buried in comment threads!! It's fucking GORGEOUS. HOGOD.
THANKS FOR ALL THE SEX LAST NIGHT.
*crying and crying* ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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i could NOT think of anything to write for that note, but then that hit me and it was so SIRIUS.
oh, this ship. these boys. ahhhhh ♥♥
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wow. that was. :( :( :( i can't even. that was so perfect.
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it was going to be this little, happy drabble. then something happened! :(
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thank you, doll ♥
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