Thanks for tagging me, @barkingatthemooninsteadofwriting! This looks really fun.
Rules: Share the first and last (or most recent) lines you wrote of eight of your fics (wip, unposted drafts, completed fics) and tag eight people!
I've chosen to do unpublished WIPs for this. Most of these are Wolfstar bingo or kinktober, but not all of them. Open to asks on these if you want to send them!
A Taste of Chaos and Destruction
There’s a low buzz that lives under Remus’s skin every time he steps foot in a werewolf camp, pretending to be a down-on-his-luck lycanthrope just looking for a place to ride out the full moon.
where the falling stars land
The stars were placed in the sky a long, long time ago to keep the moon company.
Sirius leans into his touch, hands coming to rest on the moon’s hips. “Why would you leave the sky full of stars to chase just one?”
Remus’s knees are the most interesting thing in the room.
...
Maybe, if he’s really lucky, Sirius will tell him what his issue is, and Remus can just agree rather than have to admit what he doesn't want to say.
Keeping his secret has been the hardest thing of Remus’s life, but he keeps it.
“Good wolfy. You’re my little pet now, aren’t you?”
“Healer Black, you’ve got a patient in exam room four. Complaining of a foreign object.”
“Take a deep breath for me.” She does, chest rising and falling again, and he feels her throat under his fingers. “Good girl.” Lily gasps lightly, and he feels that too.
The door slams open, and Lily jumps, her ankle slipping off of James’s hip as she scrambles to cover herself inadequately with her hands.
The door finally opens at 2:12 am, a dark shadow slinks out of a dark house, and Sirius’s heart beats right out of his chest as he watches Lily make her way across the yard on bare feet. She clutches the robe around her body, paper thin though it is, as though to protect her modesty.
I'll see you on the other side of the stars
It started, as all such things start, with an unusual request.
“You were so nervous about it,” Remus says. “You wanted it so much, but you couldn’t get past the fact that I would have my fingers in your arse.”
Sirius huffs, as much of a laugh as he can manage while Remus curls his fingers. “Well, I— it was a reasonable concern.”
“Nah, it wasn’t,” Remus says.
Somehow, simultaneously, the day drags on forever and passes by in the blink of an eye.
He sinks into the hot water, right up to his chest, right as Alice comes back in. The water is just milky enough to obscure his body, and Remus rests in it.
Tagging: @r33sespieces @sliebman10 @puuvillaa @blitheringmcgonagall @takeariskao3 @ixiedust-writes @akhmaleone and an open tag for anyone who wants to play along.
