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The fic that took too long and sucks, IMHO
Rated G for good-for-nothing, 1826 words of crap. I'll probably re-do it later when I don't suck so hard (and not in the good way, either).
Keywords: smoke, a black eye, a bad euphemism for sex, boredom, the smell of lemon
( ''Girls like blokes with glasses! It makes me look intellectual!'' ) -
FINALLY OMG YOU CAN STOP REFRESHING NOW
Rated N for nothing good, 4501 words. And also not beta'd because SOMEBODY who shall remain nameless but is totally the skipper of this little tugboat of love doesn't want to wait any longer.
Keywords: a dropped book, extra homework, something green that isn't Lily's eyes, humming, eavesdropping
( The bracelet was easily the most horrible thing he'd ever seen in his life. Oddly-shaped, dull-green beads awkwardly bunched amongst tarnished brass bells, the whole thing held together with rather sad and flaking gold-plated metal links. Remus had no real idea where James could've found such a hideous piece of jewellery but disturbing images of him breaking into some mouldering tomb in the black of night, cackling madly as he rummaged over the remains of some overpowered Victorian corpse, kept floating in and out of his head helpfully. ) -
*breaks a champagne bottle on the hull, or something*
Keywords: Contemplating Lily's knickers, radio jingles, soap, an enclosed space that isn't a closet, a word that rolls off one's tongue.
2626 words. Rated Arr for masterbation and sailor talk (as in profanity, not actual sailors).
Thanks to my darling corsiva for the beta :) Because what's worse than an un-betaed fic to christen a community?
( Remus licked his lips nervously, taking a seat at the chair in front of the drain. The little stall was kept remarkably clean except for the wall around the peep-hole, which was covered with graffiti carved into the tile. Names with times scratched underneath - most likely routine shower periods - as well as vulgarities and the like. Remus ignored them, pulling the seat forward and positioning himself in front of the peep-hole. ) -
THE BEGINNING
LET THIS BE KEPT FOR POSTERITY!
bardess to ihatefastcars: a dropped book, extra homework, something green that isn't Lily's eyes, humming, eavesdropping
ihatefastcars to bardess: Contemplating Lily's knickers, radio jingles, soap, an enclosed space that isn't a closet, a word that rolls off one's tongue