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Sirius poured them both a shot. “To another great show.”
“To our weird fucking life,” Remus replied.
He then dragged Remus into the throng of the crowd. There were a lot of congratulations from men in business suits proclaiming how ‘I always knew you would be a hit,’ and ‘here’s my number if you need anything,’ and ‘I can’t wait to see what you’re working on next.’
Therein laid Remus’ primary problem - everyone and their mother was expecting something phenomenal for this next album and Remus hadn’t written anything new in months.
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After the meteoric success of their first two albums, The Marauders now have to deal with the consequences of rockstar fame while navigating their relationship in the public eye.
Sequel to "All My Cards Are Here"
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- Part 2 of amcah band au
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There were three types of people: Kissers, Namers, and Tattooers. You either had a Tattoo that matched another's or a Name marked above your heart. If you didn't, then you were a Kisser, recognizing your soulmate at first touch or kiss, as innocent as the person wanted it to be.
As soon as you were born, it was obvious which category you fell into.
Sirius had a Tattoo.
Remus didn't.
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The Marauders need a new guitarist while Sirius's hand heals. Remus is more into classical music than Punk Rock. Somehow he finds himself joining the band anyway.
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Punk, Pretty, and Everything Witty by shadow_prince
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
18 Sep 2018
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Art student Sirius Black was very excited for their third year of University to begin. They enjoyed living in the States with James and Lily, adored Muggle Chicago and how it was always full of life, excitement, and new people to meet, and had even stopped feeling guilty that their two friends had uprooted their lives just to put some distance between Sirius and their pureblood, prejudiced family. With room to breathe and be themselves, they fall into a comfortable routine of making friends and excelling in class, until an unkempt boy with curly hair and ripped jeans strolls into class late and turns Sirius' world upside down with his insufferable smirks and snarky arguments.
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nothing left (but some blood where the body fell) by orphan_account
Fandom Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
27 Mar 2022
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this countryside's burnin' with wolfmen fairies dressed in drag for homicide / they hit and run, plead sanctuary, 'neath the holy stone they hide / they're breakin' beams and crosses with a spastic's reelin' perfection / nuns run bald through Vatican halls pregnant, pleadin' immaculate conception / and everybody's wrecked on Main Street from drinking unholy blood / sticker smiles sweet as gunner breathes deep, his ankles caked in mud.
- lost in the flood, bruce springsteen
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