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In the car, a man and a ghost smile at each other, two kept halves of the same promise.
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Remus sizes him up briefly, deems him uninteresting, and fixes his stare on the dirt beneath his boots, waiting for Fletch to call it. The man, his opponent, is just another body. Just another body to be broken, to be thrown to the dirt. Just like Remus, but unluckier, maybe. It remains to be seen, he supposes.
His blood is hot and quick in his veins, the throbbing in his knuckles and the ache in his jaw an unwelcome reminder of how real he is. How tangible of a thing he is, the animal reality of his body. Fragile.
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
He’s going to win.
There's no other choice.OR:
Sometimes you just need a man who knows how to throw a punch and has nothing left to lose. -
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You can never be too careful with pipe-dreams, paper-thin and frail as gold leaf, twice as bright and infinitely more precious.
“We’ll have it all. A porch swing, and a pond. And Sirius will build things, and Remus will write, and I’ll cook. And you can do whatever you please, my darling.”
Regulus is still, face still buried in James. It takes him a long moment to respond.
“I think… I think I’ll play piano.”
James smiles.
What’s in a lie like that, if not love?Series
- Part 3 of Slaughterer
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Barty’s apartment was old, older than most of the others on the block, with water-stained walls and black mould in the corners, strange red stains on the carpet and cracked windows that let in the chill breeze from the alley outside— reeking, like rotting garbage and gravel and dirty rain. It worked for Barty, though, because nobody knew he was here, and no one would ever find out.
He rarely left, spending most of his days asleep on the bare mattress on the floor, and most of his nights hunched over the glow of his laptop. Watching Evan.Alternatively titled:
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Portland (OR), 1971.
They could have been driving for days, or mere seconds, the road a black wound on the earth, slipping fast and blurry beneath them. It was an endless repeating scene of fields and grain silos, rusted sheds and vacant, soulless land— the same stretch of film, looped over and over again.
Remus felt light, lighter than air, stuck floating in his own bloodstream. It was like his soul wasn’t quite tethered to the earth but for his fingertips, where Sirius’s warmth seeped through his jacket into Remus’s hands.
He squeezed his eyes shut, the roaring of the bike and the wind in his ears so impossibly loud that for a moment he worried he’d never hear again. Maybe he never would. Maybe this was it: one last endless dream. Maybe they’d ride and ride and ride and never arrive anywhere at all. Maybe there was nowhere left to go.OR:
Remus Lupin doesn't know much, but he knows the American dream is just that. A dream.
It's harder to believe it, though, when Sirius Black is looking at him.
It's 1971, and Remus is Awake.
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you were never meant for the computer screen by mackerel_cheese
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
31 Mar 2025
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Viewing Regulus' Internet History
- noah kahan great divide
- noah kahan great divide release date when
- how to stop ssri safely
- sleeping aid alternatives
- melatonin gummies same day delivery
- sirius black twitter
Or: In a world full of sharp edges, some people just need a soft place to land. (Even when they think they don't deserve it.)
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- Part 2 of marauders social media html fever dreams
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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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mm whatcha say?: Changing Text On Hover for Multilingual Fics (A Download Friendly Workskin) by mackerel_cheese for Graverobbber, enbyguous, spearsofstarlight
Fandoms: No Fandom, Babel - R. F. Kuang
20 Mar 2026
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Do you want to have a nifty way to have multiple languages in a fic:
- Without making your readers scroll to the AN for a translation?
- Without the text and translation sitting side by side?
- And still make it look pretty when people download it into an EPUB or PDF format?
- Making it work with screenreaders? (Subject to varying screenreader capabilities)
Here is a solution for you. Come on babygirls, let's roll.
(This is a HTML tutorial but I'm lowkey flirting with you by calling you babygirl occasionally because I got bored while writing this.)
NEW UPDATE [20/3/2026]:
- Chapter 1: Sample Usage (Excerpt from a WIP in my drafts)
- A short character study about Griffin Harley from Babel (by R.F. Kuang). Utilizies 3 languages in multiple formats. You don't need to have read Babel to pick apart the code used.
- Chapter 2: Basic Tutorial (same as before)
- Chapter 3: FAQ (regarding customization and usage)
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- Part 3 of .shapes_and_colours
Bookmarked by Graverobbber
18 Mar 2025
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A Song for the End of the World by wannabelilybriscoe
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
03 May 2026
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“If you could go anywhere in the universe right now, where would you go?”
Remus chews the inside of his cheek as he considers. He glances sideways at Sirius again. Reclined in the passenger seat with his feet kicked up on the dashboard, tapping the beat to the music, Sirius looks completely at home.
Here, probably, he thinks.
UK, 1977. Remus had a plan. He was going to take an idyllic road trip across America with his best friend. He was going to write something that mattered. He wasn't going to be what his dad wanted him to be.
Getting bitten by a zombie dog wasn't part of his plan.
Now, Remus is parentless, homeless, and searching for his friend on the off-chance he’s still out there. But as it happens, the universe has a plan for him, and it involves hitching a ride with a trio of posh boys who like to plunder fallen towns...and maybe saving humanity in the process.
It’s the zombie fucking apocalypse and Remus Lupin is still alive.
(A tale of resistance, found family, and what it means to be human.)
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- Part 2 of A Song for the End of the World