I'm not good at talking about my feelings...
Right. I've had an lj for seven months, and I've been hanging around fandom for about a year, so I really should have some sort of party. (I have an excess of cake still, if anyone wants some.) And I didn't do any of those meme things because I generally hate all memes and didn't want to miss anyone out and all that. So, just to say, you know, I
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And you probably already know I'd love Remus/Bill, but Remus anyone is fine if they're not inspiring at the moment.
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Remus Lupin threw himself into everything he did, and it was with deep and steady enthusiasm that he threw himself into painting the third floor hallway at Grimmauld Place.
Now, the paint stained the floor; a gloopy pool of whiteness, because Bill had been unable resist a slim werewolf with wisps of heavy white tinting his hair, smeared across his cheek and speckled in tiny bright splashes over his clothes and fingers and skin. Paint tasted like falseness and chemicals, but Bill lapped it eagerly from Remus' neck to get to the warm flesh beneath and to beckon forth low, eager moans from Remus.
Bill moaned sharply as Remus twisted, over and onto him, and Bill laughed, feeling a rush of lust and tight energy as Remus poured that same wonderful enthusiam into touch and sense, the feel of Bill's body and rough, gorgeous thrusts.
kxx
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Slim, enthusiastic werewolves with paint all over are tempting.
*hugs* Thanks, darling!
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If someone were to write say a birthday fic for you, what, pray tell, would you want to read?
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Ooh, heh. I can't ask everyone for Remus/James, can I? Honestly, if you write me something then anything would be wonderful. Argh, erm. You write a lot of mad pairings, don't you? I'd love some Hogwarts-era James/Severus. I would love you forever.x
kxx
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A shuffle, a gentle brush of sheets and a quiet, quiet moan, and James held his breath as the figures before him shifted a little more. The little squeak was Remus, he knew, Remus was unable to be silent with fingers or anything on his cock and the squeaks would get deeper and closer, become low, long moans ( ... )
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Some good old-fashioned S/R with a bit of J/L please...I can't help it, I love your J/L. The ear-pinch for ye olde Gods sakes!
I guess I'm being rather vanilla here but I lovers your vanilla.
-deena
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Sirius staggered, bashing the door with his elbow and sniggering, one drunk and clumsy hand slapping ineffectually at the door-handle. Remus was sniggering too, into the curve of Sirius' hot neck, arms fastened firmly around Sirius' waist. They both yelped suddenly as they fell through the doorway to sprawl in a silly, giggling heap on the dormitory floor ( ... )
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I think though, that after this, you really do have to write a full-length fic featuring a drunk, slutty Remus. Because there just isn't enough drunk, slutty Remus in the world. Yes, I am commanding you my bonny lass.
-deena
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He'd seen her, walking alone, slim and freckled in her white summer dress, though he pretended he'd not, and on a hot-day impulse, he kicked off his shoes and waded into the thick, swirling coolness of the lake.
When he walked out it was perfect; ice-wet white shirt clinging to his muscles, dark hair tousled and half-curled, trousers bunched where he already anticipated her. And yes, she watched, unable to hide it.
Maybe waiting would have been cleverer, but he couldn't and so he gathered her up and carried her into the woods.
kxx
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This is great - what a brill connection to make. Sirius is so Darcy and Lily is so Lizzy. *loves*
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Ooh, I'm in a weird mood today, give me some Sirius/Bill. Don't go looking at me like that, I don't know where it came from. I just feel like it. *slinks off*
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It was an unusual fic though, I'm not sure if you would like it, too.
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