REMUS/SIRIUS LOVE POST

Jun 23, 2009 21:58

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 ( Read more... )

sirius/remus, love post, ~validation~

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to the waters and the wild glass_icarus June 26 2009, 23:17:01 UTC
Some nights, Remus gets restless waiting for the moon to rise. He'll sneak out alone after everyone is asleep, sometimes wearing James's Invisibility Cloak, but more often in the old Slytherin-green blazer Sirius refuses to acknowledge the existence of (because green is better than red for hiding in the shadows, for camouflage in the wood).

Remus loves the feel of the Forbidden Forest after dark, the shivery sensation of trespassing-that-isn't when he walks in on two legs. The forest is in his blood as much as the moon, as much as the wild, and so its secrets are open to him as they are to no one else- a place he knows that knows him; a place he loves (and Remus does, whole-hearted and helpless) that loves him back, the brush of each leaf and low-hanging branch like a welcome, an embrace.

He's standing at the edge of a clearing one night, watching the moonlight through the leaves, when he feels a prickling at the back of his neck and turns to find Sirius, watching him.

"Moony," Sirius whispers, pale and wide-eyed in the dark.

"What-"

Sirius reaches out, wrapping cold fingers around his wrist. "I heard you leaving tonight," he says. "What are you doing?"

"Walking," Remus replies.

"Why here?"

Remus blinks. "I like it here. It's... home, sort of. I feel like I belong."

Sirius's grip tightens. "Here? Not with us?" Not with me, he doesn't say.

Remus stares back, unable to frame a response. "That's different," he says at last. "You know it is."

Sirius slides his hand up Remus's forearm, leaning in until their foreheads touch. "Don't go," he says, a curl of breath gusting across Remus's cheek. "Don't go where I can't follow you."

Remus closes his eyes, feeling the cool hum of the forest all around him, only Sirius's heat keeping the chill at bay. "All right," he says shakily, "all right."

The forest, after all, can wait.

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Re: to the waters and the wild such_heights June 27 2009, 00:03:20 UTC
That is SO LOVELY OMG. ♥_♥

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Re: to the waters and the wild glass_icarus June 27 2009, 05:47:02 UTC
OHAI! &hearts &hearts &hearts :> ahaha, i know i said i would be helping out with friend's Epic Filming Weekend, but i couldn't resist the prompts before i left for brainstorming!

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Re: to the waters and the wild spacefragments June 27 2009, 00:20:38 UTC
this is gorgeous.

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Re: to the waters and the wild glass_icarus June 27 2009, 05:47:33 UTC
:"> thank you!

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Re: to the waters and the wild crooked June 27 2009, 10:47:23 UTC
omg so much love. SO MUCH. that's gorgeous, bb. ♥

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Re: to the waters and the wild glass_icarus June 29 2009, 03:08:35 UTC
thank you, sweets! &hearts :>

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Re: to the waters and the wild cindergal June 27 2009, 15:43:29 UTC
That's lovely. :-)

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Re: to the waters and the wild glass_icarus June 29 2009, 03:09:11 UTC
i'm glad you liked it! :>

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Re: to the waters and the wild secretsolitaire June 28 2009, 02:10:49 UTC
So beautiful.

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Re: to the waters and the wild glass_icarus June 29 2009, 03:09:37 UTC
thanks! &hearts

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Re: to the waters and the wild glass_icarus June 29 2009, 03:10:02 UTC
thank you! :)

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Re: to the waters and the wild werewolfsfan June 29 2009, 02:34:28 UTC
What a response to the prompt! I adore the contrast here:

Remus loves the feel of the Forbidden Forest after dark, the shivery sensation of trespassing-that-isn't when he walks in on two legs. The forest is in his blood as much as the moon, as much as the wild, and so its secrets are open to him as they are to no one else- a place he knows that knows him; a place he loves (and Remus does, whole-hearted and helpless) that loves him back, the brush of each leaf and low-hanging branch like a welcome, an embrace.

.....................

Sirius slides his hand up Remus's forearm, leaning in until their foreheads touch. "Don't go," he says, a curl of breath gusting across Remus's cheek. "Don't go where I can't follow you."

Remus closes his eyes, feeling the cool hum of the forest all around him, only Sirius's heat keeping the chill at bay. "All right," he says shakily, "all right."

And the last line is a shivery sort of foreshadowing.

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Re: to the waters and the wild glass_icarus June 29 2009, 03:12:15 UTC
thank you! :> i'm glad you liked it.

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