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Title: Bound to Be
Characters/Pairings: Remus/Sirius
Rating: NC-17
Kinks/Themes Chosen: suspension (Shibari), praise
Other Warnings/Content: D/s dynamic, kink negotiation, bondage, subspace, aftercare, begging, anal sex, come facial. Mentions of anxiety and other post-Azkaban trauma.
Word Count: ~4k
Summary/Description: Remus didn’t move, he just continued to watch Sirius carefully, every word sounding measured and deliberate. “This is different. No cuffs. Just ropes, snug to your skin. At each point of contact, wrapped around you several times and holding you in the air, with no support beneath you. Other than to raise your head and arch your back, you will be rendered entirely incapable of movement.”
Author's Notes: Thank you to Team Good Vibes for all your help beating this fic into existence with suggestions, inspirations, look-overs and sprints and generally putting up with my whining ;) The fic will be added to this post next month, for now you can read on IJ and comment there or here

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Here's my entry to the last ever *sniff* RS_Games. If you read my submission before reveals, it's worth taking another look as I've added bonus content (Chapter 2 on AO3) which is some content that I developed during the planning process that didn't make the final fic.

Team: Remus
Title: Life In The Grey
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: angst, mentions of past Remus/OMC, past depression, anxiety, prostitution, suicidal thoughts, memory loss
Genres: angst, reflection, poetry and prose, they live AU, confessions, HEA
Word Count: 6800
Summary: Remus shares his diary with Sirius, hoping to finally put the past to rest.
Notes: Thank you so much to Team Remus (#Team Aw) for all your support, idea-bouncing and general silliness and encouragement. This has been an amazing experience thanks to you guys *hearts; Cheers to C for the beta and the mods for their patience and hard work wrangling so many participants!
Prompt: #25 -
"I want you to know one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me."
- excerpt from the poem "If You Forget Me" by Pablo Neruda

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