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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They stopped the car next to a field two miles off the motorway. Sirius split the sections of an outdated copy of the Prophet while Remus peeled apart soggy sandwiches and redistributed their ingredients. They ate (lunch? dinner?) and read old news (MINISTRY SAYS TO KEEP CALM, PROCEED AS NORMAL; MORE MISSING IN BIRMINGHAM ( ... )
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ALSO WHERE IS TEH GIRL!SIRIUS FIC.
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That was amazing. It's so perfectly crafted as a drabble - the pacing and reveal and tenderness are like a gem - and yet so much of me wants to see this as a full au fic, you know, JUST SO I CAN GET MY HEART BROKEN AND MENDED DOZENS OF TIMES OVER aalkfjlksajf;l hsahaha. ugh, man, this is just so good. thank you ♥
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