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because when a heart breaks it doesn't break even (and it sure as hell doesn't heal even either).
this is largely a character study of Remus <3 we get a quick spotlight in 1981 and a skim through the years until 1993 for the events of PoA and then a bit from OotP.
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Sirius the boy who lived at Hogwarts, Sirius the murderer who lived in Azkaban. Remus has managed to continue with his sanity mostly intact for these twelve years because he's been able to keep them separate, the boy that he loved and a man that he hates. But now they're both here at the school, the memory and the murderer, and he can't help but try and reconcile them as the same person.
It's not working. The pieces of the pocket watch are scattered across the surface of his desk and he starts slotting them back together. The pieces of his grief won't line up so neatly, and Remus wishes they would because he's so bloody tired of carrying them all but they won't and it's because of the same piece that he's never been able to make fit. Sirius killed James.
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stay alive pt. 2 by kayandie
Fandoms: 화양연화 | Most Beautiful Moment in Life - BTS (Albums)
25 Mar 2024
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JK in the burning motel room, JK at the piano, JK in a hospital bed. JK on the cold hard ground, in pain and alone.
It's all because of you, says a voice in his head. It sounds like his mother. If only you didn't exist, says the voice, and it sounds like his own. The words echo against the inside of his skull, louder and sharper, and it's nothing his mind hasn't spat at him before, in dreams or awake, but his lungs are aching as they strain to drag in enough oxygen and his hands won't stop shaking and he's never been strong enough to silence that voice.
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stay alive pt. 1 by kayandie
Fandoms: 화양연화 | Most Beautiful Moment in Life - BTS (Albums)
23 Jan 2024
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YK looks at him with empty, empty eyes.
His chest fucking hurts. There are claws in his heart and there is smoke in his lungs and his ribs are too brittle and too small to hold him together. Every breath tastes like fear and gasoline and rage.
The only thing he can think to say is "We all promised to go to the ocean together."