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Neither of them had thought much about moving across the country until Sirius suggested it and Remus had agreed. Not because Remus didn’t like home or was itching for a change, but because he’d follow Sirius anywhere and Portland had just sounded right, the way you can gauge the vibe of a place without ever having been.
Home is a four letter word, just like love or fuck (essential parts of Remus Lupin’s vocabulary) and Remus thinks that home is wherever Sirius ends up, so they pack their things and embark on their next great adventure: conquering the Pacific Northwest.
You said “We should move somewhere deep in the middle of July”
And I replied “Dream me up something better than me and you”(AKA - 100 ways to say I love you)
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It's been 10 years since everything fell apart, since Dream went dark and George recalled his visa application. And yeah, maybe it isn't really a midlife crisis if you're doing it at thirty-five, and maybe flying to America at the drop of a hat to look up friends he hasn't spoken to in years is crazy by anyone's standards, but George is determined to hunt for a man who doesn't want to be found. One last time.
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The obstacle shrieked, and Ed could just about see a man raise his arms to protect himself from the avalanche of boxes. The man stumbled a few feet backward into one of the padded benches, fell over it with a panicked cry, tried to grab the closest shoe rack, and disappeared under it when it fell on him with a loud crash.
.........................................Ed literally crashes into Stede while the latter is looking for football shoes for Louis in Ed's sport store. They're well on their way to a fast burn when Ed's past rears its ugly head. Will they find each other again?
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If there’s one thing that Astarion knows how to do, it’s submit to a little discomfort in the present so he can get what he wants in the future. Only now, what he’s getting will actually be what he wants, rather than just a way to spare himself something worse.
The only question now is… what does he actually want? After so many years of never being able to choose that for himself, he’s not really sure where to start.
He looks to the sky, deep blue fading to gray as dawn approaches, and thinks it might just be… this. If he can be the one to make the choice, that matters more to him than whatever decision he might make.
Astarion’s hunger is getting too strong for him to ignore, but he isn’t the only one at camp with an unspeakable craving.
A Dark Urge/Astarion fic. Part of a series, but can be read as a standalone story.
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- Part 2 of My Dagger-Happy Friend