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  <title>Same Love</title>
  <subtitle>The Muse Box</subtitle>
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    <name>Same Love: The Muse Box</name>
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  <updated>2020-05-13T04:45:18Z</updated>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:8615</id>
    <author>
      <name>Aran Foley</name>
    </author>
    <dw:poster user="aslavetolove"/>
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    <title>It's An Incubus Thing | Aran &amp; Rhys</title>
    <published>2020-05-13T04:39:06Z</published>
    <updated>2020-05-13T04:45:18Z</updated>
    <category term="au: modern"/>
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    <content type="html">Posted by: &lt;span lj:user='aslavetolove' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'&gt;&lt;a href='https://aslavetolove.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://aslavetolove.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;aslavetolove&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://samelovemusebox.dreamwidth.org/8615.html#cutid1"&gt;Meeting 001&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=samelovemusebox&amp;ditemid=8615" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:8396</id>
    <author>
      <name>Severus Snape</name>
    </author>
    <dw:poster user="darknessfading"/>
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    <title>A Holiday Romance: Severus/Remus</title>
    <published>2019-12-06T21:15:48Z</published>
    <updated>2019-12-06T21:15:48Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Posted by: &lt;span lj:user='darknessfading' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'&gt;&lt;a href='https://darknessfading.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://darknessfading.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;darknessfading&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see the scene at Spinner's End you would  think it picture perfect. A couple meant to be with their son - or charge in their case as acting guardian's. A warm fire, for tree decked out, holly and garlands strewn about. Candles floating around casting a warm light along with the fireplace. On the rug a trio of tucked out pals; a little boy with eternally messy hair, an old wizened kneazle and a corgi-crup mixed puppy. Snoozing away next to the warm hearth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Severus sat on the sofa, a finger of burbon in a glass. He relaxed back into the comfortable piece. It fit the cozy, perfect picture. No overt signs of the scars, pain and darkness. Merlin knew this house had seen too much of it. But... the most unlikely person had changed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Severus watched Remus fuss with the tree. The alpha instinct within had years ago become content. He still had flare-ups of possessive and overprotective behavior, but then... war did that. Being a spy and tortured constantly changed a man as much as a loving husband did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Remus, come sit. As much as I love watching you wiggle your arse, you're going to disturb the terrors."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=samelovemusebox&amp;ditemid=8396" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:8046</id>
    <author>
      <name>Severus Snape</name>
    </author>
    <dw:poster user="fadingdarkness"/>
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    <title>samelovemusebox @ 2018-04-26T18:17:00</title>
    <published>2018-04-26T22:52:08Z</published>
    <updated>2018-04-26T22:52:08Z</updated>
    <category term="harry potter: severus snape"/>
    <category term="ouat: regina mills"/>
    <dw:music>'I Forgive (But I Won't Forget Your Name)' by Lacuna Coil</dw:music>
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    <dw:reply-count>7</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">Posted by: &lt;span lj:user='fadingdarkness' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'&gt;&lt;a href='https://fadingdarkness.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://fadingdarkness.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;fadingdarkness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who:&lt;/b&gt; Severus &amp; Regina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What:&lt;/b&gt; AU World. Severus found a portal into the Enchanted Forest as a child where he met and became friends with Regina, his very own 'Invisible Friend'. Time moves differently between the two worlds, though. Soon they are adults with their own darkness to bear, ignoring the deep feelings between them that marks each other as Soulmates, the kind to trump all others. True Love.Now Severus' war has ended with Harry Potter alive and free to live his life and Severus thought to be dead. Barely recovered Severus comes to Storybrook to hide and start over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When:&lt;/b&gt; Post Battle of Hogwarts, Post Curse Beginning, Pre Henry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where:&lt;/b&gt; Storybrook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://bakerstreet.dreamwidth.org/4913325.html?thread=2182588077#cmt2182588077"&gt;Continued From Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://samelovemusebox.dreamwidth.org/8046.html#cutid1"&gt;I Forgive [But I Won't Forget Your Name]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=samelovemusebox&amp;ditemid=8046" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:7870</id>
    <author>
      <name>Jong Selwyn</name>
    </author>
    <dw:poster user="jongthepuff"/>
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    <title>Cuddle Time w/corcotta</title>
    <published>2018-04-18T11:20:36Z</published>
    <updated>2018-04-18T11:20:36Z</updated>
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    <dw:reply-count>10</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">Posted by: &lt;span lj:user='jongthepuff' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'&gt;&lt;a href='https://jongthepuff.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://jongthepuff.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;jongthepuff&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table data-dwtimg="data-dwtimg"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="vertical-align:top;padding:0;"&gt; &lt;table data-dwtimgsrc="data-dwtimgsrc" height="100" width="100" background="https://i.imgur.com/U5jQPVA.png"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="vertical-align:bottom"&gt;[&lt;a href="https://www.dreamwidth.org/go?redir_type=threadroot&amp;amp;journal=bakerstreet&amp;amp;talkid=2184074413"&gt;Continued from here...&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jong didn't respond. Instead, shuffling would be heard on the other side of the door. Then, finally, the door was pulled open to show Jong in an oversized shirt and sleep pants with fuzzy socks on and a large comforter draped over his head and shoulders. With the door opened fully there was no pause as Jong continued to move, launching himself at Jonathan. Wrapping his arms around the other man - still gripping the comforter in his hands and so wrapping it around the werehyena as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pressed his face against Jonathan's shoulder and started to mumble in a very depressed tone. "Why is it so cold? It shouldn't be this cold. It's supposed to be Spring. Not winter."&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=samelovemusebox&amp;ditemid=7870" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:7590</id>
    <author>
      <name>Leighton Dalca</name>
    </author>
    <dw:poster user="leightondalca"/>
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    <title>Leighton &amp; Sean: First Date</title>
    <published>2017-04-08T13:00:15Z</published>
    <updated>2017-04-08T13:00:15Z</updated>
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    <dw:reply-count>42</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">Posted by: &lt;span lj:user='leightondalca' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'&gt;&lt;a href='https://leightondalca.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://leightondalca.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;leightondalca&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leighton was a basket case Sunday. It felt like it had been far too long since he'd last been on a date. Felt wholly unprepared for the date that this one would be. Because it would be different if only because Sean was very different from all the ones Leigh had seen before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he had closed up the shop Leigh had hurried home to finished getting ready, having prepared many outfit options the night before to not be too rushed. He still made a bit of a mess of his room and was thankful this date would not be in his small apartment. He'd cycled through so many outfits from more masculine to androgynous to girly. Sexy outfits and, finally, some simple and classic. Something that was him. They'd met before, but first dates tended to set the mood for a burgeoning relationship and Leighton didn't want to go into this promising anything he couldn't always give. Didn't want Sean to see someone different than he had already seen the two times before. He had to just be Leighton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leigh took an Uber to Sean's place, stepping carefully in his &lt;a href="https://images.mic.com/kf57nhtpz7gkoafwmgl482bfppkwxgmsm1n8lpk5nqog5a99a9l8rwoii9q4raez.jpg"&gt;pale pink heels&lt;/a&gt;. At five feet and nine inches, he could get away with one or two-inch heels and liked to do so at times, like now. Leigh fidgeted with his hair nervously as he stopped in front of the door. He took a few deep, slow breaths to calm himself. Settling his nerves before reaching up to knock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=samelovemusebox&amp;ditemid=7590" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:7270</id>
    <author>
      <name>Maka Albarn</name>
    </author>
    <dw:poster user="deathscythemeister"/>
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    <title>Stein/Maka: The Experienced and The Inexperienced</title>
    <published>2017-04-04T11:34:55Z</published>
    <updated>2017-04-04T12:01:05Z</updated>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>35</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">Posted by: &lt;span lj:user='deathscythemeister' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'&gt;&lt;a href='https://deathscythemeister.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://deathscythemeister.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;deathscythemeister&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka waved goodbye to Soul and the others as they walked off, talking about what they were going to do now that classes were over for the day. Maka knew they still didn't understand why she was perfectly alright with her extra classes. They mostly chalked it up to her being some kind of crazy bookworm. Maka let them think that. It was better than explaining how she thought these private lessons with Stein were this great treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor Stein was the most talented Meister they had. There was no matching his brilliance and experience. She could learn so much from him, and wanted to while she could. All too soon her schooling would come to an end and she'd be more than just the badass, advanced Meister of the DWMA. She would be a fully fledged Meister seen as more than just a very talented child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stepping into Stein's classroom Maka gave the man a bright smile. Stein was still very handsome in his odd way, but she was used to it. Actually found herself attracted to him. He was so very unlike any other guy in her life. He didn't mock her like Soul and Black Star did. Never let her down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, Professor. What're we going to do today?" She asked brightly as she pulled her mind away from her attraction to him. She put her things on the desk front and center and groaned as a pencil rolled out of her bag and off the desk onto the floor. Without a thought to her now short skirt, she bent over to retrieve it. Older now there were differences to her appearance. Slightly longer, shapely legs, a perky, round bottom with wide hips for her petite size. She had a light hourglass shape as her chest had filled out into a nice, comfortable small C-cup. She could fit into a B with a bigger band, but she was too happy to fit in most C's so she didn't. Her combat boots were not knee high with thigh high stockings that a garter belt kept up, hidden by her short plaid skirt. Normally she wore spandex shorts underneath, but in school today she hadn't thought she would need to so when she bent over, with Stein standing - or sitting - in the right position he'd get to see the lacy, see-through black panties she wore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing upright she placed the pencil on the desk and turned around, oblivious to having flashed her teacher right then. She began to remove her jacket which she wore over her simple blouse - no sweater worn anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=samelovemusebox&amp;ditemid=7270" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:7080</id>
    <author>
      <name>Heimdall</name>
    </author>
    <dw:poster user="allseeingheimdall"/>
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    <title>TFLN/GEN TEXT/SEXTING MEME</title>
    <published>2016-10-09T18:21:28Z</published>
    <updated>2017-04-09T03:58:05Z</updated>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>133</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">Posted by: &lt;span lj:user='allseeingheimdall' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'&gt;&lt;a href='https://allseeingheimdall.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://allseeingheimdall.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;allseeingheimdall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="https://p.dreamwidth.org/1f89e6f0f930/1149054-3695593/66.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5ub27K8i01qk0gvbo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://textsfromlastnight.com/"&gt;TFLN!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For continuing Captcha Limit Texts, or non-meme posted texts.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=samelovemusebox&amp;ditemid=7080" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:6875</id>
    <author>
      <name>Sarosh Rashnu</name>
    </author>
    <dw:poster user="princewithintheshadows"/>
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    <title>Sarosh &amp; Tony: Out For Drinks</title>
    <published>2016-10-08T12:44:33Z</published>
    <updated>2016-10-08T12:44:33Z</updated>
    <category term="verse: mcu"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>0</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">Posted by: &lt;span lj:user='princewithintheshadows' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'&gt;&lt;a href='https://princewithintheshadows.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://princewithintheshadows.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;princewithintheshadows&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.perezhilton.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/andrej-pejic-newnownext-awards-2012__oPt.jpg"&gt;Sarosh liked standing out&lt;/a&gt;, a fact that was apparent when he was off the clock, so to say. At least it was only in his clothing and not his actions. He oft argued that his standing out at times in dress made it so much easier to disappear when needed. Knowing he got away with it because while he stood out, he wasn't flashy or attention seeking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving through the bar, a vision in white, he moved up to where Tony sat and took a barstool for himself. Leaning over to give the notorious playboy a kiss to his cheek before taking up the waiting martini. "Hope you haven't been waiting long." Honestly, it hadn't taken Sarosh too long. His hair had already been straightened. Picking out the outfit had taken less than two minutes. Make-up was easy to apply and done swiftly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=samelovemusebox&amp;ditemid=6875" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:6616</id>
    <author>
      <name>Ashley</name>
    </author>
    <dw:poster user="notyourparade"/>
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    <title>A|B|O: Heat/Rut</title>
    <published>2016-10-03T17:03:21Z</published>
    <updated>2016-10-03T17:12:39Z</updated>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">Posted by: &lt;span lj:user='notyourparade' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'&gt;&lt;a href='https://notyourparade.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://notyourparade.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;notyourparade&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;THE IN HEAT/IN RUT AU MEME&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go into heat, rut, whatever you'd like to call it. You've always done so since you were of age to do so. It's a socially accepted norm, and people have gotten used to the difficulties that come with the mating seasons. Life goes on.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this alpha/beta/omega, then? Up to you! In this meme, you can be a A|B|O variant, or there are no gender-variant genitalia unless your character comes prepackaged with those. In addition, some humans/human-stand-ins have created packlike dynamics in response, but this is not universal.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By "urge," we of course mean all-consuming drive. If characters choose to ignore that urge, it will backfire on them. The more they put it off, the more they will lose their control, becoming more irritable and aggressive, and eventually be nothing but a rutting animal until the need to mate is satisfied. Not all heats call for mating, of course, and most people can just relieve themselves, but when you do mate, you feel the urge to stay by their side and essentially "nest." These desires don't always pan out into offspring, and mating isn't forever unless it's mutually decided upon. However, impregnating your mate is said to be one of the most euphoric experiences a person can have, even if some people only mate because they want to utterly possess someone, as mates are bonded for a while.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's anything that's to your fancy that's been left out, go ahead and add it in. Play it how you'd like!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;HOW TO PLAY&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;blockquote&gt;Comment with your character and preferences.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Include what you're interested and not interested in.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Respond to others!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;PROMPTS&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;first heat: Baby's first heat. YOU'RE A TEENAGER/LATE BLOOMER AND WHAT IS THIS?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;old hand: You've done this a million times, but it never gets any easier.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;happen to be here: You're not picky. You can't afford to be. You'll take anybody who's nearby.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;old faithful: You're going to the person you always go to in order to relieve your problem.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;worked something out: The two of you aren't involved. You just help each other out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;unexpected: You never expected to rut with this person, but here you are.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;forbidden: AKA the obligatory incest or age difference option.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;volunteer: You've offered yourself up out of the kindness of your heart.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;tribute: This isn't your offer. You're the offer from others, a gift for someone powerful to sate their appetite.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;mating: You've decided to go one step further and make your relationship deeper.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;nesting: Aaah, (temporary) domestic bliss. And lots of fucking. Lots and lots of fucking. Like, you'll barely be able to stand.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;bonding: The bond, which is mildly psychic and intensely physical, makes sex even more intense.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;the natural conclusion: Heat calls for pregnancy. Get someone pregnant.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;already pregnant: Unfortunately, being knocked up doesn't abate your partner's desires. Or yours.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;mates for life: Now you're absolutely certain that you want to be with no one else. Of course, this means you'll be in synch with their heat for the rest of forever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;save you: You've been saved from the advances of an undesired mate by someone who may be much more suited. Show your gratitude?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;cockfight: Two people want the same mate. That won't do. There are ways to figure that out, not always involving fists.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;increase in dominance: Exactly what it says.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;increase in submission: Again, exactly what it says.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;unexpected dominance: No one expects you to ever be dominant. Prove them wrong.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;protect: You want to protect your mate from others, and that means putting your scent all over them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;set off by someone else: You were doing fine until you got a whiff of someone else's pheromones.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;resisting temptation: Your heart belongs to someone. You want to stay out of this "heat" thing. You want to rise above it. Whatever it may be, you just have to not take the bait. Easier said than done.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;all worked up: You're beginning to lose control and yourself. Quick, do something before you're jumping anything that moves.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;pack: As mentioned prior, some people, especially those far out from civilization proper, have formed packs that hold to the more traditional alpha structure. Of course, these packs come with their own rules when it comes to heat and mating.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;suitable partner: The desire for certain mates can come from a subconscious level, and you can find yourself aroused by someone showing how strong they are (they can protect you), how curvaceous they look (that must mean they're fertile), or any other number of traits that can benefit you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;desperation: You'll take anyone! Anything!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;final release: You've reached your breaking point and your mindless. At least you'll get relief.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;fighter: Part of your process is seeing who's worthy of you by testing their mettle. That, or you want to fight anything.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    off your meds: It's fairly rare, but some can get blockers for their heat. What if those blockers run out? Why, it makes your heat ten times worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;noncon: They don't want this. You don't want to stop this.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;dubcon: You say no, but your body says yes and you can't stop loving it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;calm you down: Whether it's to fuck or to fight, you're going mad, and they have to bring you back down to Earth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;territorial: How dare someone look at what belongs to you? You'll have to make things right.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;odd man out: For some reason, you don't go into heat. Never have. Being with you is pretty relaxing, and some find it appealing to not have to deal with pheromones that aren't theirs. You do have to learn how to appreciate their problems, though.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;li&gt;WILDCARD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=samelovemusebox&amp;ditemid=6616" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:6348</id>
    <author>
      <name>Derek Hale</name>
    </author>
    <dw:poster user="thesourwolf"/>
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    <title>Chasing Derek Hale</title>
    <published>2016-08-06T13:55:52Z</published>
    <updated>2016-08-06T13:55:52Z</updated>
    <category term="au: merge"/>
    <category term="pairing: derek/alcide"/>
    <category term="verse: alternate universe"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>21</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">Posted by: &lt;span lj:user='thesourwolf' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'&gt;&lt;a href='https://thesourwolf.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://thesourwolf.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;thesourwolf&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek left Alcide and Louisiana behind in his review mirror, but not because he wanted to. not this time. He wasn't running away from Alcide and this insanity that had grown between them, but rushing instead to finish up the things he had to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving back Derek had plans on finishing up things quickly. He was not expecting, though, to be held up. He'd wanted to get back to Alcide quickly. That rush he was in ended in him getting hurt, though the bad guy of the month was gone and a seeming peace, no matter how temporary, had settled. All Derek had to do was heal up, tie up loose ends, and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So you're really going to do this. You're going to leave Beacon Hills and all you've worked toward to go gallivanting about in the swamp with Alcide Herveaux." Peter said as he looked over the deed newly signed over to him, giving Peter the building and loft which left the money Derek had put into it into his bank account; a fair trade to give Peter somewhere to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Leading, being the alpha of a Pack, constantly dealing with danger and loosing friends... I can't do it anymore. Louisiana..." and Alcide. "Its safe and restful there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Safe and restful? With all the ridiculous Vampire politics and backwoods redneck wolves?" Peter scoffed. "Unrefined lot. You'll grow bored there, Derek. And really, aren't you just choosing Alcide because he's convenient? A little protection and a good fuck while you recover your sense?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek growled at Peter for his words. He had heard the loft elevator come up, but assumed it was Scott. Again. Peter, though, was well aware of who just stepped out of it and was hearing his every word. "Don't. Don't make light of him. All the hell I've been through, he is the only good thing in my life right now. The only good and sound decision I've made. He's not temporary."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter raised an eyebrow. "Are you saying he's your mate, Derek?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek was quiet a moment. Then, "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=samelovemusebox&amp;ditemid=6348" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:6062</id>
    <author>
      <name>Ｔｈｏｒ Ｏｄｉｎｓｏｎ</name>
    </author>
    <dw:poster user="asgardsthunder"/>
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    <title>au cyberpunk universe part 2</title>
    <published>2016-08-03T04:20:33Z</published>
    <updated>2016-08-03T04:21:36Z</updated>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>41</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">Posted by: &lt;span lj:user='asgardsthunder' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'&gt;&lt;a href='https://asgardsthunder.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://asgardsthunder.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;asgardsthunder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it weren't for his mostly sleepless night, Thor might have not minded the blaring alarm waking him up at such an ungodly hour that morning. But he did mind and the incessantly beeping device went flying across the room, suddenly silent after smashing into the wall. Thor dragged himself out of bed with a long yawn, sleep unwilling to let go no matter how much he fought against it. He had that Omega from the day before to thank for this. If he hadn't-- He was disrespectful and rotten to the core. Who's idea was it to let him within their circle and reap the same profits as them? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn't so much the disrespect that kept him up at night, was it? Oh, no, because as much as he'd like to teach the Omega a lesson, it was the lustful look in his eye after Thor had him up against the wall. Only a small part of Thor wondered what might've happened if he had lingered, whispering in Draco's ear, a moment longer. The possibilities were many and Thor's mind roamed throughout the better half of the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now having washed, brushed, attached his bionic arm, and dressed, Thor headed out. Most were still asleep as the sun wasn't even on the horizon, yet. He made his way down the long halls, making his way to where he knew Draco stayed, and without any hesitation, knocked loudly and unceremoniously on the Omega's door. So what if he'd been asleep, Thor had warned him, didn't he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=samelovemusebox&amp;ditemid=6062" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:5733</id>
    <author>
      <name>Sarosh Rashnu</name>
    </author>
    <dw:poster user="princewithintheshadows"/>
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    <title>samelovemusebox @ 2016-07-28T07:51:00</title>
    <published>2016-07-28T12:08:34Z</published>
    <updated>2016-07-28T12:17:39Z</updated>
    <category term="verse: mcu"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>0</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">Posted by: &lt;span lj:user='princewithintheshadows' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'&gt;&lt;a href='https://princewithintheshadows.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://princewithintheshadows.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;princewithintheshadows&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.imgur.com/0FWhV6W.png" width="50" style="float:left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who:&lt;/b&gt; Sarosh Rashnu &amp; Tony Stark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What:&lt;/b&gt; Waking up in the aftermath of their time out drinking and... what had transpired after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where:&lt;/b&gt; Sarosh's Loft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://samelovemusebox.dreamwidth.org/5733.html#cutid1"&gt;Sarosh winced as he woke up...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=samelovemusebox&amp;ditemid=5733" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:5576</id>
    <author>
      <name>Sarosh Rashnu</name>
    </author>
    <dw:poster user="princewithintheshadows"/>
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    <title>Recuperation</title>
    <published>2016-07-08T19:33:30Z</published>
    <updated>2016-07-08T19:36:09Z</updated>
    <category term="pairing: sarosh/bucky"/>
    <category term="verse: mcu"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>0</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">Posted by: &lt;span lj:user='princewithintheshadows' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'&gt;&lt;a href='https://princewithintheshadows.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://princewithintheshadows.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;princewithintheshadows&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.imgur.com/wpyIp6M.png" style="float:right;"&gt;Sarosh didn't know where Bucky was when he dropped into the man's home, or what he was doing. He could have been out on a job, not to return for a month or more. Sarosh at least knew the place wasn't compromised, and thought Bucky likely wasn't off on some mission. Not that he was thinking straight, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'd gotten back from his own mission, a hard one. he was a little banged up and missing sleep terribly. He'd survived long enough to get State side and make his report, then to make it all the way here. Where he promptly collapsed down onto the couch, an arm thrown over his eyes. His bike boots where still on, as where the worn jeans and zip up hoodie jacket. The hoow was even drawn up over hsi hair still. Not a lick of make-up on his face, and hair in the messiest bun it had ever been in beneath the hood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was passed out. One hand resting on the floor with the other arm still over his eyes. At some point his leg slipped off the couch, yet he slept on. this would be the state Bucky would find him in upon returning home be in an hour later, or ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=samelovemusebox&amp;ditemid=5576" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:5242</id>
    <author>
      <name>Draco Malfoy</name>
    </author>
    <dw:poster user="dracolucmalfoy"/>
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    <title>AU Cyberpunk Universe: Draco &amp; Thor Meet</title>
    <published>2016-07-07T01:02:38Z</published>
    <updated>2016-07-07T01:05:06Z</updated>
    <category term="pairing: draco/thor"/>
    <category term="au: cyberpunk"/>
    <category term="verse: alternate universe"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>7</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">Posted by: &lt;span lj:user='dracolucmalfoy' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'&gt;&lt;a href='https://dracolucmalfoy.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://dracolucmalfoy.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;dracolucmalfoy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord Draconus Lucius Malfoy was a spoiled young man from an old, affluent noble family within the Brittania Empire. Heir to Duke Lucianus Abraxus Malfoy. However unlike his father Draco held Royal Blood as recent as his mother, beloved cousin of Emperor Sirius Black and his brother, Brown Prince Regulus Black. His life should have been as easy as any politically focused life should have been within the highly magic tech influenced Empire spanning ten planets within the Milky Way Galaxy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then war broke out, devastation reigned. Civil war of the worst kind as the Royal Family and key noble houses were influenced and corrupted by Dark Magic Tech and their evil, mad Sorcerer manipulating it; Dark Lord Riddle. The unknown remnants of the previous monarchy before the Black Royal Family took root. The last of the Slytherin's of old of the Great Alliance of kingdoms which had once been the core of the Brittania Empire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he left Lord Draconus Lucius Malfoy behind. Let him be presumed dead as a new monarchy took hold, the last of the Great Gryffindor's of one of the old Great Alliance taking the seat in the wake of Civil War. It wasn't that spoiled little lordling that sat in the Asgard Mercenary Hall. No, it was Draco Brifoy, a magic user and low ranking member. A newbie who, like so many others, had a mysterious past. Currently only using support magic, yet was skilled in the twin plasma blades he wielded - high quality which he spent the little bit of his fortune he took with him on - and having surprising flexibility and agility. As an Omega he was slight and lithe, which added in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sat back on a couch away from the main hubbub in the Hall, a drink in hand and the cowl he wore up over his platinum hair, cut in an edgy style rather than the long, shoulder blade length hair it had been as a sign of his nobility. Cybernetic enhancements - another splurge of money after running from the war and his past - which afforded him the ability to change his eye color at will and allowed him to see better, in the dark, at greater distances, and to see the ether threads connected to magic as well as the electronic signals of the various tech in their verse. They were no longer gray as he'd immediately turned them blue to disguise his identity from the rare mix of platinum hair and gray eyes that were Malfoy staples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked up as a large shadow was cast over him and raised an eyebrow at the Alpha that stood before him as he took a drink from his tankard. "Is there something I can help you with, sir?" He asked of the man that was now of a much greater rank than he was, being new as Draco was, with Thor the seasoned warrior he was, as well as the son of their mercenary Guild's Master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=samelovemusebox&amp;ditemid=5242" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:4936</id>
    <author>
      <name>Uzumaki Naruto</name>
    </author>
    <dw:poster user="kitsuneofnine"/>
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    <title>Pursuing the Kazekage</title>
    <published>2016-07-06T12:45:42Z</published>
    <updated>2016-07-06T12:45:42Z</updated>
    <category term="verse: naruto shippuden"/>
    <category term="pairing: naruto/gaara"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>10</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">Posted by: &lt;span lj:user='kitsuneofnine' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'&gt;&lt;a href='https://kitsuneofnine.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://kitsuneofnine.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;kitsuneofnine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naruto enjoyed certain perks he got for being who he was. Like now as he leaned in the doorway to the Kazekage's office, though this had more to do with the fact he was friends with the leader of the Sunakagure. Naruto crossed his arms, his hitai-ate hanging from one hand as a bandage was now in its place. An injury gained during his latest mission, though wounds never lasted too long with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, buddy! You about done?" He didn't want to bother Gaara needlessly, but since he was here? he wanted to spend time with the redhead. They were friends and Naruto rather liked the Kazekage. They didn't get to see each other often, which played havoc on Naruto's level of like for the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=samelovemusebox&amp;ditemid=4936" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:4714</id>
    <author>
      <name>Armin Arlert</name>
    </author>
    <dw:poster user="mydetermination"/>
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    <title>Highschool AU</title>
    <published>2016-07-01T01:19:18Z</published>
    <updated>2016-07-01T01:19:18Z</updated>
    <category term="pairing: armin/jean"/>
    <category term="verse: attack on titan"/>
    <category term="au: modern"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>4</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">Posted by: &lt;span lj:user='mydetermination' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'&gt;&lt;a href='https://mydetermination.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://mydetermination.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mydetermination&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armin winced as he felt an elbow jab into his side, then sighed deeply as the jostling sent the books he'd bee carrying onto the floor. He'd sworn life would be different since he came to High School. Sworn when his parents died, and his grandfather soon after, leaving him another orphan for Eren's, his best friend, parents to take on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning he saw the group of Jocks smirking as they looked back at him. He glared and stood straight as he looked at them. Eyeing them up until their smirks fell away and one spoke up all, 'Ignore the nerdy creep. Just wanting to pretend he's something of a badass.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they were out of sight his shoulders sagged a bit and he finally turned to start retrieving his things. "One day I'm going to be something important while they're just shoveling dirt..." he mumbled to himself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=samelovemusebox&amp;ditemid=4714" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:4524</id>
    <author>
      <name>Draco Malfoy</name>
    </author>
    <dw:poster user="dracolucmalfoy"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://samelovemusebox.dreamwidth.org/4524.html"/>
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    <title>Professor Lector AU</title>
    <published>2016-06-30T18:41:10Z</published>
    <updated>2016-06-30T18:41:10Z</updated>
    <category term="pairing: draco/hannibal"/>
    <category term="verse: harry potter"/>
    <category term="au: insertion"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>78</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">Posted by: &lt;span lj:user='dracolucmalfoy' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'&gt;&lt;a href='https://dracolucmalfoy.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://dracolucmalfoy.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;dracolucmalfoy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draco sat at the table in the back corner of the library, pouring over books. Contrary to popular belief, Draco had among the best scores for not only his Year, but the school as well. Second only to bloody Granger. Right now, though, he was not focusing on his school work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was late and he shouldn't be here, but it was the weekend and he had his status as a Prefect to protect him, why Madam Pince had left him here without a fuss. Sighing he leaned back in his chair and pinched the bridge of his nose. He was getting nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, he was in disarray. His hair was mussed, his robe discarded, shirt sleeves rolled up past his elbows, shirt with the top three buttons undone and tie hanging loose. Before him were the books on complicated spells, some ancient in origin, and multiple sheets of parchment sporting notes. He was going to fail this damn task, he was sure. As he let his mind rest it slid from worries to something more pleasant. Like his ancient Studies Professor. Yes, he'd much rather think on that man and the sound of his delicious voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=samelovemusebox&amp;ditemid=4524" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:4112</id>
    <author>
      <name>Aran Foley</name>
    </author>
    <dw:poster user="aslavetolove"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://samelovemusebox.dreamwidth.org/4112.html"/>
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    <title>Scene: World So Cold</title>
    <published>2016-06-26T15:15:36Z</published>
    <updated>2016-06-26T15:15:36Z</updated>
    <category term="pairing: aran/xavier"/>
    <category term="verse: firefly/serenity"/>
    <dw:music>'World So Cold' by Three Days Grace</dw:music>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>22</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">Posted by: &lt;span lj:user='aslavetolove' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'&gt;&lt;a href='https://aslavetolove.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://aslavetolove.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;aslavetolove&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://samelovemusebox.dreamwidth.org/4112.html#cutid1"&gt;Living in a world so cold...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=samelovemusebox&amp;ditemid=4112" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:4040</id>
    <author>
      <name>Sarosh Rashnu</name>
    </author>
    <dw:poster user="princewithintheshadows"/>
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    <title>samelovemusebox @ 2016-06-19T22:56:00</title>
    <published>2016-06-20T03:10:59Z</published>
    <updated>2016-06-20T03:10:59Z</updated>
    <category term="pairing: sarosh/clint"/>
    <category term="verse: mcu"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>54</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">Posted by: &lt;span lj:user='princewithintheshadows' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'&gt;&lt;a href='https://princewithintheshadows.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://princewithintheshadows.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;princewithintheshadows&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.imgur.com/uMATmNE.png" style="float:left;"&gt;It had taken Sarosh some time to get into Clint's room, yes. But he had experience in such things, and knew how to get his way. A few words from Natasha, some suggestions from Stark and he just had to do a little work before he was inside. Once inside he didn't snoop. There was no need to. Instead he made himself at home on Clint's bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which was where he was. Laying back on Clint's sheets, naked and stretched out. Legs spread as he toyed with himself. A slick purple glass dildo teasing his hole, fingers ghosting over his erection. Soft moans filling the room to greet the Avenger as he returned from his assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=samelovemusebox&amp;ditemid=4040" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:3781</id>
    <author>
      <name>Sarosh Rashnu</name>
    </author>
    <dw:poster user="princewithintheshadows"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://samelovemusebox.dreamwidth.org/3781.html"/>
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    <title>Initial Meeting</title>
    <published>2016-06-05T15:59:27Z</published>
    <updated>2016-06-05T16:04:09Z</updated>
    <category term="verse: mcu"/>
    <category term="pairings: sarosh/matt"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>0</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">Posted by: &lt;span lj:user='princewithintheshadows' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'&gt;&lt;a href='https://princewithintheshadows.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://princewithintheshadows.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;princewithintheshadows&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returning to American soil was always a relief to Sarosh, ever since he was recruited by S.H.I.E.L.D. and brought here. Told this was his new home. A home where he wasn't surrounded by political intrigue and lies every single day. He could rest here, and he built himself a quiet life, in his own way. He was close to some within the agency, such as Natasha and Clint, even knowing Clint's wife and children. After years of being pitted against them both by his family, it was surprising how quickly they got along. He would never mean as much to them as they did each other, but they were friends. Genuine friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That they were Avengers now was great for them, Sarosh was happy to see them recognized among the heroes. He, however, was glad to be in the shadows doing the work Fury tasked him with. Like now, dispatched in HEll's Kitchen to keep watch over Daredevil and others as they cropped up within the vicinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would start later. For now, he was acclimating himself to the area. So he decided to go and enjoy a drink and see what kind of lowly people inhabited this area. This was why he ended up at a dive bar called &lt;i&gt;Josie's&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://robinroemer.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/03/Andrej_Pejic_Robin_Roemer_002.jpg"&gt;Dressed in jeans and a tight black tank top with a leather jacket&lt;/a&gt; and leather boots with a light heel he stepped up to the bar. With his hair down and his jacket disguising his chest he knew he looked soft and feminine. Many wouldn't notice the Adam's apple or how 'manly' his hands were. Living as the Sheikh's illegitimate daughter so he wouldn't threaten his younger half-brother's claim and to disguise his movements as a spy made him use to it, and unconcerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ordered a bottle of beer by handing the woman behind the bar a note quickly jotted down explaining he damaged voice and giving his order. She's given him a strange look but complied without making an issue of it. He then looked over the occupants. Criminal types, the poor, all of the low income and scraping in their daily lives to survive, coming together in this place. Strangely, though, it didn't seem as bad as other such places he'd been in before. That didn't mean there were not some undesirables around. Like the swaggering, muscle bound idiot who came up to hassle him. Or, rather, the woman he thought was sitting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey there. What's a sweet thing like you doing here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarosh ignored him and smiled as the woman handed over his beer and immediately took a sip. Poor, low quality, but it would do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's this? Too high and mighty to talk to me? Listen here, sweetheart, you're not going to find a better man than me here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarosh sighed softly and looked up at the man. He doubted he knew ASL, but there was hope. So he signed that he was mute; simplest explanation he could possibly have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What, are you deaf?" Sarosh shook his head. "Then you have no reason to be ignoring me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarosh frowned at him as the man crowded closer and put a hand at the small of hsi back, making Sarosh stiffen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=samelovemusebox&amp;ditemid=3781" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:3563</id>
    <author>
      <name>Draco Malfoy</name>
    </author>
    <dw:poster user="dracolucmalfoy"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://samelovemusebox.dreamwidth.org/3563.html"/>
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    <title>Draco &amp; Stiles | A Malfoy comes to Beacon Hills</title>
    <published>2016-03-21T00:23:04Z</published>
    <updated>2016-03-21T00:23:04Z</updated>
    <category term="verse: harry potter"/>
    <category term="pairing: draco/stiles"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>7</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">Posted by: &lt;span lj:user='dracolucmalfoy' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'&gt;&lt;a href='https://dracolucmalfoy.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://dracolucmalfoy.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;dracolucmalfoy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://samelovemusebox.dreamwidth.org/3563.html#cutid1"&gt;Read more...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=samelovemusebox&amp;ditemid=3563" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:3296</id>
    <author>
      <name>Draco Malfoy</name>
    </author>
    <dw:poster user="dracolucmalfoy"/>
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    <title>Draco/Thor: Asgard...</title>
    <published>2015-05-22T14:34:24Z</published>
    <updated>2016-03-18T14:48:39Z</updated>
    <category term="pairings: draco/thor"/>
    <category term="au: merge"/>
    <category term="verse: harry potter"/>
    <category term="verse: mcu"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>10</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">Posted by: &lt;span lj:user='dracolucmalfoy' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'&gt;&lt;a href='https://dracolucmalfoy.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://dracolucmalfoy.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;dracolucmalfoy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draco wanted to talk about Asgard, but he also wanted to think it over before he did. Wanted to show Thor in the best possible way that he was serious and wanted this. He wanted to impress Thor as well. Draco knew the God enjoyed his stubborn nature, and his willfulness. Draco even suspected Thor liked his Pride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting to Asgard was relatively ease enough if one knew the right people and the right bribes. As in Heimdall and a certain pastry he liked, as well as an agreement that the moment Thor asks he will correctly lead him to Draco. After all, Draco wanted to be found. Not to mention he was there to see the Queen, Thor's own mother. Draco was the mate of her son, after all. And in her domain as a magic user.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice visit, and Draco was enjoying himself. Sipping on tea as he spoke with Frigga. Speaking of his time in Midgard, and what he had gone through before Thor. Of staying in Asgard and the trials it would offer Draco, as he wasn't an Asgardian. But the safety he would have as Thor's mate. He would be infinitely safer here than on Midgard with only Heimdall's all seeing gaze to give warning of danger to come to him. And then the inevitable discussion of children, and the kind of parent Draco wished to be for them. As well as the future they would have as the children of the future King of Asgard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're not looking to have children yet, and I'm not sure what future there will be for them. I know in taking me as a mate he has made many unsure. I'm long lived for one from Midgard, but... I am not an Asgardian. And it could mean that our children could lack some of the power of full Asgardians because of me. I still think my, and their lives will be better - safer - here than in Midgard."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=samelovemusebox&amp;ditemid=3296" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:2961</id>
    <author>
      <name>Severus Snape</name>
    </author>
    <dw:poster user="fadingdarkness"/>
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    <title>Strange Meetings: Severus Snape &amp; Dr. Strange</title>
    <published>2015-05-17T23:34:14Z</published>
    <updated>2015-05-17T23:34:14Z</updated>
    <category term="pairing: none"/>
    <category term="verse: harry potter"/>
    <category term="verse: mcu"/>
    <category term="au: merge"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>5</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">Posted by: &lt;span lj:user='fadingdarkness' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'&gt;&lt;a href='https://fadingdarkness.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://fadingdarkness.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;fadingdarkness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://samelovemusebox.dreamwidth.org/2961.html#cutid1"&gt;What a small world...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=samelovemusebox&amp;ditemid=2961" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:2568</id>
    <author>
      <name>George Weasley</name>
    </author>
    <dw:poster user="redthingone"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://samelovemusebox.dreamwidth.org/2568.html"/>
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    <title>The Perfect Target w/insurgoaltus</title>
    <published>2015-05-14T20:15:07Z</published>
    <updated>2015-05-14T20:15:07Z</updated>
    <category term="verse: harry potter"/>
    <category term="pairing: george/dorian"/>
    <category term="au: insertion"/>
    <category term="verse: dragon age inquisition"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-08-26:2072461:2468</id>
    <author>
      <name>Draco Malfoy</name>
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    <title>asgardsthunder</title>
    <published>2015-03-24T20:30:41Z</published>
    <updated>2015-03-24T20:30:41Z</updated>
    <category term="pairings: draco/thor"/>
    <category term="au: merge"/>
    <category term="verse: harry potter"/>
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    <content type="html">Posted by: &lt;span lj:user='dracolucmalfoy' style='white-space: nowrap;' class='ljuser'&gt;&lt;a href='https://dracolucmalfoy.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://dracolucmalfoy.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;dracolucmalfoy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[Continued from &lt;a href="http://bakerstreet.dreamwidth.org/2472655.html?thread=1268320463#cmt1268320463"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Draco knew he was being a bit unreasonable, demanding things of a God. However it was all Thor's fault, in his mind. Thor allowed him to get away with it, so he did. Not that it didn't hurt or anything, as it did. And he was laid up in his bed, laying on his stomach in the flat he had rented in America. An escape from the world he knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighing, knowing Thor would be there soon, Draco tossed the phone onto the nightstand and stretched out on the bed, wincing slightly as his arse protested the movements. "Bloody menace," he muttered as he settled in to wait, shirtless in nothing but his sleep pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=samelovemusebox&amp;ditemid=2468" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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