like i actually just want to have sex with every hot person i see but i also want a really cute relationship with lots of kissing and cuddling but i dont want to leave my bed do you see my dilemma
It felt mushy.
If he sees this post it will be really awkward. Hopefully he’s too busy right now to be reading through posts he’s tagged in.
*I should stress that it was an accident. He was stage diving. I was trying to hold him up. Hands ended up places.
I remember you.
You ever thought of something and said to yourself “wow that’s the stupidest fucking idea you’ve ever had” and then you did it anyway?
let’s not forget that ‘fandom’ is ’fanatic domain’ shortened
my life is a lie
UNF IS AN ACRONYM!?!
HNG means horny net geek :P
Anything else the internet needs to tell me?
Title: The Middleword
Summary: (None given) Sirius reveals why he came to mistrust Remus during the first war.
Warnings: Mentions of sexual situations, some language
They’re sprawled over every last inch of the bed, naked as the day they were born, with Sirius’s elbow digging into Remus’s hip. It doesn’t even hurt, he thinks, grinning with faint, leftover smugness- how can that be? How can any of this be?
Note: I’m fairly certain I’ve posted something about this fic before, but I don’t really care. It’s beautifully written and tragically sweet. The little banter between Remus and Sirius is absolutely perfect. Their characters are absolutely perfect. You should read this now. It’s beautiful and heartbreaking in a good way.
The words that were always so difficult for him as a young man fairly fly from his mouth now. He will never again deny himself the uncomfortable pleasure of baring his soul to the man he has loved since what sometimes seems like the beginning of time.