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Tweak says, "sleep sleep SLEEP"

Carol Danvers (cpt_marvel) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2019-04-18 22:47:00

Entry tags:

america chavez (616), bucky barnes (mcu), carol danvers (mcu), clark kent (dctv), clint barton (616), evaan verlaine, gamewide plot, gwen stacy, janet van dyne (avac), kate bishop (616), klaus hargreeves (netflix), loki (616), peter b parker (sv), peter parker (mcu), remus lupin, rose tyler, sirius black, steve rogers (avac), steve rogers (mcu), tony stark (avac), tony stark (mcu), vision (mcu)

Who: Anyone who wants to come by
What: Grand-opening party!
Where: Pancho's Bar
When: Friday Night

The streamers were up (because Jan had insisted), and the bar was as ready as it ever would be. Alcohol was stored in a few make-shift shelves on the back wall and a relatively well-cobbled together bar was freshly polished and ready to go. It wasn't the most well-put-together, place, but Pancho's definitely resembled its namesake in terms of dim lighting, chipped tables and a floor that looked like it should be sticky. All in all, Carol was pretty proud of what they'd made. The minifridge was even a good choice since it allowed them to keep some drinks cold (they were going to have to find a larger one in the future, though).

She had warned Peter that the pizza oven needed to be ready by that evening, but she wasn't sure how on the ball with that he was. She'd been busy doing damage control on some electrical issues they were having with the fridge and double checking to make sure they actually had drinking cups (that took a little bit of maneuvering, but Clint came through with the coffee mugs). Yup, vodka from coffee mugs, a mini-fridge filled with a variety of stolen beers, and mismatched chairs. And, of course, the balloons. The annoying, awful squeaky balloons that had floated into a couple of corners of the room, save for the two that kept dragging on the floor and that Carol dreaded would pop at some point that evening. Definitely professional.

Karaoke was set up in one corner of the room with a make-shift stage and Christmas lights (Yes, more Christmas lights) decorating around it. Old 80s rock music blasted from the speakers for now, and Carol stood behind the bar, ready to serve as needed but more than willing to drag anyone else into the position should they so choose that evening.

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Sirius / Remus dranks.

lonewolfen
2019-05-03 07:25 pm UTC (link)

More times than Remus could recall -- which was saying something, considering the capacity of his memory was pretty extensive -- he'd wondered what it would be like to kiss Sirius Black. He might have even imagined it a few times, while holding onto his pillow at night and pressing his lips to it, wishing desperately he was holding onto his best friend instead. Sometimes he felt guilty about that, as though maybe he shouldn't think of Sirius that way, that it wasn't fair to him. But as they grew older, as The Thing became far more apparent that it was something they both knew and acknowledged existed even though they didn't act on it, he didn't feel as bad. He just wanted it all the more.

There had been times during the war, when Remus really thought they were going to do it and so much more. But there was a fine line between looking at each other like they were ready to pull each other apart and ready to pull each other's clothes off. Somehow, some way, they'd never managed to cross the line even if it blurred every so often.

But now, sitting there on the roof, Remus felt like everything seemed much more clear. There wasn't a reason to bury The Thing anymore. They didn't need to hide it. It was there, it was theirs, and rather than run from it, it only made sense to embrace it. Sirius was far braver of the two of them, so Remus felt some relief when he spoke. He'd already been looking at him, which made him smile as their eyes met. And finally, finally, they took the plunge together.

For as often as he'd dreamed about kissing Sirius, the real thing exceeded it in ways Remus never knew possible. He'd kissed a few people before. He didn't have the experience Sirius did but there'd been a few times he'd done it. It never meant anything which in turn made him feel sick about it. But this? This meant everything. His eyes closed as their lips met, and Remus lifted a hand to cup the side of Sirius' face. His heart felt like it was going to beat right out of his chest, he was so happy. Finally, he could wordlessly convey what he felt by means of kissing the boy he'd loved for so long.

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