PandasInCrime
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"Remus is sitting on his bed, some hands are holding a package. He isn’t sure they are his. He can’t see, his eyes are foggy, full of tears that are not willing to stream down his face. They are collecting there, not daring to fall because once they start they’ll never stop. The hands are turning the package and his eyes are stinging more and more after each second. The hands are shaking as one finger traces over the black ink on the brown wrapping paper. The hands are his. He can kind of discern the white pattern of scar he for sure knows belongs on his own right hand. That’s the only thing telling him the hands are his, because they do not feel attached to his body."
or Remus buys a gift for Sirius' birthday each year after Halloween 1981, navigating through grief and learning to live again after losing everyone he loved
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The window was open, like an invitation.
As he climbed up he started thinking about what kind of scene he would meet once in the room.
Stolas in his fancy nightgown, with nothing underneath, in some stupid ass trying-to-be-sexy pose?
Or maybe already naked on the bed, to better highlight the point of the ‘discussion’ they should be having?
Anyway, what he didn't expect to see was Stolas fully dressed sitting at a little table that was clearly set for teatime, with a teapot and fancy napkins and all of that nonsense.
Not to mention the big ass stack of paper right beside the oddly shaped cookies.
Wait, did he really want to discuss the terms of their agreement? As in “let’s meet just to sign a fucking contract”?We were left with many unexplored moments in the series between Blitzø and Stolas, in this fanfic we will try to fill in the gaps, taking a bit of artistic freedom when needed.
Let’s make some examples: What happens after the phone call in “Murder family”? When does Blitzø fall for Stolas? What happens to Stolas between “Western energy” and “Oops”?
These are just some of the questions that we will try to answer.-Pandas & Crime