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  <title>fanfic yay!</title>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:carnationblack:8027</id>
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    <title>carnationblack @ 2005-04-08T23:28:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-09T03:29:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-09T03:29:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Animorphs, Cassie/Aftran. Written already, just not typed. Hot stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II. The Incredibles. Violet/Dash. Come on. You know you want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;III. The Incredibles...anything really...maybe also V/D</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:carnationblack:7538</id>
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    <title>new fic! Flora/Samantha!</title>
    <published>2005-02-28T06:03:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-28T06:06:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>blah this song...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Fandom: Harvest Moon: A Wonderful Life&lt;br /&gt;Title: Dirty Work&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Somebody's having an affair...^__^&lt;br /&gt;Rating: PG-13&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: YURI! Or femslash. Or femmeslash. They all mean the same thing. Also infidelity and drinking, and some minor swears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2284889/1/"&gt;there appears to be a formatting error in the first paragraph, but I've fixed it. It just hasn't updated that I fixed it. ()^^&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:carnationblack:7260</id>
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    <title>an essay about slash and stereotypes</title>
    <published>2005-02-18T02:29:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-18T02:31:01Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I think it's too short and not aggressive enough. Oh well. It gets the point across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while ago I was reading the guestbook entries on my favorite pro-slash website, "Open Your Mind; Open Your Heart", when I found one from a gay person saying that he found slash offensive because it doesn't portray gay couples accurately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, duh. It's not supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those readers who are slash fans already know that 'slash' is a term meaning "fiction portraying a homosexual pairing." You also probably know that most fans of this genre are heterosexual females. The reason for this could possibly be that girls like to read romance, and when they read about two guys rather than a girl and a guy, it removes some of the sexual pressure. I guess this means that when I read it I don't have to think "No! Don't do it! You'll get pregnant and have to live on the streets!". But when it's about a gay couple I can just sit back and say "Have fun boys!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you're offended that it's not "accurate". That it's "stereotypical". I say, once again, "duh". When has media portrayal of &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt; ever been accurate? You go to the movies and you watch a fictional story. You enjoy it. You don't think for a minute that the movie has anything to do with real life, because it's a movie. If it were real, you wouldn't enjoy it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many slash fics don't discuss the struggle of homosexuals in our society. In fanfiction, the fact that the couple is gay simply adds to the "forbidden romance" feel. It's like, "OMG, he's so insecure about revealing his sexuality to his parents! That's soooo hot."&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, in real life, it's not hot at all. It's very uncomfortable and often extremely frightening. Too many kids worry that their parents would beat them if they found out their child was gay. Don't get me wrong, I love addressing these kinds of situations, but there is a time and a place for it. A lot slash fics do include this sort of plot, and that's fine. Personally, I read slash because it turns me on to read about two guys making out and I don't want to think about child abuse while I'm fantasizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not as if het fics are accurate either. If anything it's worse. Preteen girls taking the plot of their favorite chick flick and adding their own Super Cosmic Sailor Hermione Sue, who gets raped by every guy at school and in the end gets to be with her omg 1tu luv. I've never read a slash fic that horrible and I hope I never do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you get offended by the gay stereotypes in slash, consider the millions of demeaning media images of women, black people, Jews, Asian people. Hell, even the wealthy white man has been insulted by movies about wealthy white assholes who do exploit everyone around them (of course, we all know this is isn't really a stereotype). It's a harsh truth that no matter what you do, there will be people that don't like it. If they can't find anything wrong with you, they'll make something up. And if they don't try to do actual harm to you, they'll go out of their way to piss you off. So if you're offended by some girl writing down her sexual fantasy (which nobody is forcing you to read), then the best of luck to you! Have fun in reality!&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>a non-flame</title>
    <published>2005-02-17T01:03:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-17T01:21:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>parents arguing about yahtzee</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This comment was left by "No one" on my fic "Anything You Want".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;":Blinks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's... different."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Anonymous, you are too kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, here is a flame of a Danny Phantom slash fic that I did not write and my response to it. I didn't like this fic at all, but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are fucking sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You betray Danny by telling him he's gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butch Hartment turns in his coffin(He's a vampyre, you see).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, Danny is gay. I mean, just look at him. He's so pretty, gentle, and effeminate (even when he's in kickass ghost mode). And what about the hints, huh? I mean, we see him in drag, we see him and Tucker hugging in their sleep. And what about when Vlad had him prisoner and was saying things like, "Soon you will be mine."? And there is a reason that he never hooks up with Paulina--no, it's not because she doesn't like him and it's not because he belongs with Sam. The reason is that Butch Hartman (I don't who this Hartment guy is) wanted to tell you, on a subliminal level, that Danny is gay. Danny would never be comfortable with a woman--if he was straight, he'd find some way to get her (note: this is something that only happens in fiction). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Dash on the other hand. It's obvious really, it's just another case of "I'm only beating him up because I want to hide how muhc I like him". Just look at the &lt;b&gt;big picture&lt;/b&gt;. Personally, I prefer the picture of Dash slamming Danny up against the lockers and trapping our little ghostboy in a forceful and passionate kiss. And then of course, they take a shower together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, Butch Hartman is not a vampire, nor is he (I believe) in any way, shape or form dead. You are a moron.</content>
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    <title>carnationblack @ 2005-02-16T05:56:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-16T11:00:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-16T11:02:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>TT, Japanese-Puffy Amiyumi</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I wrote the prologue for my Sarah/Danny fic (the Love Hina/Danny Phantom crossover). I'm going to write the first chapter later and then search for a beta reader. I don't know how the name 'Delphia' will work out with my non-fans, but I just put it in there and it sort of stuck. Love Hina is Ken Akamatsu's and Danny Phantom is Butch Hartman's. Delphia is mine, but the name comes from Greek Mythology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Teletype" color="#663399"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little girl was of the curious sort. She was the type who would go out of her way to cause trouble for others, even if it meant causing danger for herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An easy prey, Delphia thought. She wouldn't even have to try and lure the child to her. The girl entered the temple on her own, too curious for her own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sarah! Lunch is ready!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl turned. Damn! She would have to entice her after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Little girl.", Delphia called. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah turned around and squinted into the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who's there?", she asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come here and I'll show you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Little girl?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you kidding me?", the girl muttered, and started to leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Delphia would not settle for this. If she could not lure the child into her trap, she would simply take her by force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah cried out in pain as her body became heavy as lead. She fainted, but before she could hit the ground, Delphia lifted her up and vanished. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::to be continued::&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;</content>
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    <title>on the drawing board...</title>
    <published>2005-02-13T04:30:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-13T04:30:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kenya</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm just gonna write my fic ideas here for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A Danny Phantom oneshot, Danny/Jazz. Just my excuse to write something brother/sister, because I have a weird obsession with that sort of pairing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A Danny Phantom/Love Hina crossover. What happens when Sarah (Sara?) is let loose in the DP world? *evil grin* This is gonna be parody-ish, also chan-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A long Bellatrix/Alice. This has been in my mind for a very long time. (Harry Potter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Something Naru/Mutsumi. (Love Hina)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tomoyo/Sakura (CCS)</content>
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    <title>carnationblack @ 2005-02-05T15:46:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-05T20:50:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-05T20:51:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I saw my cousin today. She's nine years old, and she was asking me if I had a boyfriend. I said "Yes.", and felt bad for lying, so I said "No." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I got home, I was thinking about how I'm too fat, so I decided to exercise. I got out my mom's bike and went down the driveway, and I when I stopped, I was shot off the seat and over the handlebars. It hurts. I scraped my knee and my elbow and the plams of my hands, and I'll probably have bruises on the inside of my legs later on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my ears and head hurt, but those are unrelated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to McDonalds. There were a lot of army folks there. My cousing got a My Little Pony in her happy meal, and didn't want it. So I took it. Its name was Minty, but I thought that was a dumb name, so I named it Sanga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My cousin thinks Lazytown is babyish!&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>eww.</title>
    <published>2005-02-05T01:11:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-05T01:11:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I seriously don't understand how you can say abortion is murder, and then when someone puts a link to a pro peace website in their journal, you say "oh, so basically you think war is wrong? we're so different."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do not understand it all.</content>
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    <title>I hardly expect anyone to do this.</title>
    <published>2005-02-04T21:39:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-04T21:39:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Recommend to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a movie&lt;br /&gt;2. a book&lt;br /&gt;3. a musical artist, song, or album&lt;br /&gt;4. a LiveJournal user not on my friends list&lt;br /&gt;5. what I should have for dinner&lt;br /&gt;6. a website&lt;br /&gt;7. a quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then post in your journal, if you want, and I'll do the same for you.</content>
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    <title>a bunch of drabbles</title>
    <published>2005-02-04T17:50:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-04T17:51:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Call Me Princess"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Seven in fact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/u&gt; I don't own Teen Titans, Inuyasha, Alice 19th, Imadoki, Tenchi Muyo, or Azumanga Daioh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Teen Titans&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;terra/beast boy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please, Terra.", he whines, "Please, just once."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terra glares down at him. She is sitting crosslegged on her bed, while the boy is kneeling on the floor. He knows his place, and that is good. But she does not answer, and enjoys listening to him beg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, she decides he has had enough, and lowers her hand. She can feel the little bitch eating the Cheez-Its out of her hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good boy.", she says. "Maybe I'll let you sleep in the bed tonight. Next time, though, you really ought to get your own box."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;terra/beast boy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beast Boy can see her body under the water, pure and white and soft. He can see her breasts above the water, firm and hard and slightly damp. He sits on the bathroom floor, watching Terra, as she stares straight ahead and sucks on her empty Ramune bottle. Her tongue slides into the bottle and plays with the tiny glass ball, and Beast Boy wants to join her, but the water is ice cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if she has read his mind, Terra looks at him and says, "Come on. Come into the water."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shivers involuntarily and shakes his head 'no.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Suit yourself.", she says, and goes back to playing with the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how both of them seem like commercials...I mean, the first one is obviously supposed to be a commercial, but the second one with the Ramune bottle was unintentional. &lt;b&gt;Ramune is awesome, though.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yu Watase&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;tsuki/arisa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsuki remembers one evening, when she and Arisa were at the school garden. Arisa was eight months pregnant, and finally she looked it. It was hot, and near sunset, and they were the only ones there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hadn't been on purpose. Tsuki had wanted to get out of the house...and Arisa just happened to have the same idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsuki holds Botan in her arms. He is almost a year old now, and she still hasn't gotten over how beautiful he is. 'Like his mother.', she thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arisa steps into the room, looking as beautiful as ever in her denim shorts and spaghetti strap shirt. Tsuki would wonder about this girl. She would think "What do the boys think of you walking around like that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she doesn't wonder. She knows that Arisa no longer cares about boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;frey/kyo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frey watches Kyo. He watches him when he sleeps, when he eats, when he undresses. He watches him when Kyo is watching Alice in much the same way. He watches Alice not notice. But mostly, he watches Kyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy is concentrating hard, and he is breathing heavy and sweating like there's no tomorrow. He holds his aims his bow and shoots, and the arrow peirces Frey's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Kyo, too wrapped up in his own love, doesn't notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tenchi Muyo!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ayeka/ryoko&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had to have been the hottest day in history, and nobody had wanted to do anything. They did, of course, because chores need to be done. Sometimes Ayeka thinks that's all they do--chores--and fighting evil scientists is only another chore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the day is over, and it is marginally cooler. Ryoko had looked up at Ayeka and smirked, and Ayeka understood clearly. After so long, the two had formed a silent language that only they could understand. Even when they were fighting each other, causing mass havoc and throwing insults, their bodies would be saying something else entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ayeka went to the floating bath house, and met Ryoko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And spent the rest of the evening speaking to each other in their private language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Inuyasha&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;kikyou/houjo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People call him naive, and perhaps he is. But they have never seen him at his full potential, never seen him demonstrate exactly what he knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kikyo doesn't have time to wonder if she's the only one who has. She has been empty, dead, for so long and all she needs is to feel alive. Houjo is the only one who is able to give her that, after five hundred years of wandering the Earth. Maybe, she thinks, Inuyasha had given her something similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Inuyasha never took her with passionate force and made her bleed an ocean all over the bed. He never lay next to her when it was done, the both of them drenched in a mixture of their own blood, collapsed on each other, able to nothing but breathe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Inuyasha were to ever have her he would have been gentle, would have covered her with soft kisses and sweet praises. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which might be why she never went to bed with Inuyasha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a fun experiment. I wanted to try a lesser-known pairing in the IY fandom, and I wanted to do something "super-dark", as opposed to my usual "moderate dark". I guess it turned out okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Azumanga Daioh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;tomo/yomi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all her teasing of the other girl, Tomo actually loves Yomi. She has ever since elementary school. She likes it when they're in Yomi's room--just them, sans all the other girls--and Yomi is talking to her and stretching at the same time. Tomo finds she can't pay attention to what her friend is saying--she's too busy watching Yomi's super-flexible legs. Tomo could do this for the rest of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then Yomi notices she's spaced out, and Tomo quickly yells, "Shut up, fatty!". Yomi looks mad, and Tomo feels guilty, but only for a second because suddenly a pillow is flung at head and she falls over. Tomo laughs and hits the other girl hard, and soon it is all out war. But nobody ever wins, because the collapse together in a pile of pillows, faces flushed and bodies hot. And as she presses her face into Yomi's chest, Tomo thinks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tomo! Wake the hell up and read from page seventy-four!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes Tomo really hates Yukari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To balace out the super-darkness, here's something light, but still has daily required amount of UST.</content>
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    <title>spaz mode like whoa</title>
    <published>2005-02-04T03:02:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-04T03:11:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"John I'm Only Dancing" by David B!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I just freaked out. I get this thought sometimes. It's very rare, but it's really, really creepy when it hits, which it just did. I thought, "What if I'm really completely insane and everything that is happening is all just my imagination? And I'm really locked up in an asylum somewhere? And if that is true, then what from my memories is real and what parts are my insanity?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I ever had that thought until I read Animorphs. Does it ever happen to anyone else? If not, it probably will now that you've read this.</content>
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    <title>damn you!</title>
    <published>2005-01-31T23:17:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-31T23:35:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>david bowie, "five years"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I hate the consturction at Memorial. It's noisy, and irritating, and &lt;b&gt;they cancelled Kamecon because of it!&lt;/b&gt; I hadn't mentioned it to my parents yet, but I thought that maybe if I could make an Aya costume I'd like to go to Kamecon (cause, y'know, there was no Anime Boston for me--too expensive, not old enough, etc. v.v) So I looked up Kamecon to see when it was and it's like "oh the school is doing construction so we cancelled."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is somewhat related. &lt;a href="http://www.angelicstar.net/cos-images/lumfantasy/lumfantasy.jpg"&gt;Check out Yaya Han&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to Aya, I wanted to try a Sasami or Pretty Sammy costume (or both!) Like this person:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v281/doritowhore/katsucon-09-013.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:carnationblack:3786</id>
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    <title>I made a thing!</title>
    <published>2005-01-30T18:55:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-30T18:55:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="width:450px;margin-top:20px;"&gt;&lt;form method="POST" action="http://www.bzoink.com/quizlet.php?id=2293&amp;amp;cmd=compile"&gt;&lt;table style="border:0px;width:450px;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:14px;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;background-color:#1F5892;text-align:center;padding:5px;padding-bottom:0px;margin:0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/quizlet.php?id=2293" title="Which Fushigi Yugi Character Will You Marry?" style="color:#fff"&gt;Which Fushigi Yugi Character Will You Marry?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;color:#fff;background-color:#1F5892;text-align:center;padding:5px;margin:0px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Created by &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/users.php?id=sanjiya" title="User Profile" style="color:#fff"&gt;sanjiya&lt;/a&gt; and taken 3 times on &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" title="bzoink!" style="color:#fff"&gt;bzoink!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;name&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;padding:5px;text-align:left;font-size:12px;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" size="40" name="in1" maxlength="100" value="Sanjiya" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;age&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;padding:5px;text-align:left;font-size:12px;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" size="40" name="in2" maxlength="100" value="16" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;favorite color&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;color:#000;padding:5px;text-align:left;font-size:12px;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" size="40" name="in3" maxlength="100" value="green" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you will marry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;padding:5px;text-align:left;color:#000;font-size:12px;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Amiboshi&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you will live in&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;padding:5px;text-align:left;color:#000;font-size:12px;font-family:Verdana;"&gt; a submarine&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#3886D3;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;together you will&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#8AB8E6;padding:5px;text-align:left;color:#000;font-size:12px;font-family:Verdana;"&gt; have a six-foot tall lizard child&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;color:#fff;background-color:#1F5892;text-align:center;padding:15px;padding-bottom:10px;margin:0px;"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="cou" value="4" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" name="submit" value="Try Quizlet Answers" style="background-color:white;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/createquizlet.php" style="color:#fff;" title="Create a Quizlet"&gt;Create a Quizlet&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/search.php?cat=quizlets" style="color:#fff;" title="Search Quizlets"&gt;Search Quizlets&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" style="color:#fff;" title="bzoink!"&gt;Go to bzoink!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's messed up though, because I kept putting in different things and getting that same result. Oh well...</content>
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    <title>carnationblack @ 2005-01-29T22:09:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-30T03:10:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-30T03:10:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Ziggy Stardust"-David Bowie</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I just found this friends only banner I made a while ago. ^__^ It's Ayeka. (Duh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v281/doritowhore/aekafriend.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment and credit if you want to use it, and &lt;b&gt;no direct linking please&lt;/b&gt;!!</content>
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    <title>carnationblack @ 2005-01-29T11:36:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-29T16:38:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-29T16:38:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://img27.exs.cx/my.php?loc=img27&amp;amp;image=articleoneenglish4og.jpg"&gt;an article about the actress that plays Stephanie.&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>carnationblack @ 2005-01-28T22:49:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-29T04:09:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-29T04:09:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Castles in the Sky" by I don't know</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/Z/ZedaKitti/1080960320_ir01XYaoiF.gif" border="0" alt="Radical Extremist Yaoi Fan"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Radical Extremist Yaoi Fan! AGH, NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ZedaKitti/quizzes/Where%20Do%20You%20Fall%20in%20Fandom%20Politics%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Where Do You Fall in Fandom Politics?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I disagree. I like a lot of het pairings (Violet/Klaus and Ginny/Ron are only a couple of examples), and I don't bash anyone based on their preferred ships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a very good quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/5/5uz4nn3/1106576508_yBubbzpunk.png" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8ae1948)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are PUNK! U like being around those who are&lt;br&gt;really close to u. You get depressed most times&lt;br&gt;but you just wanna live!You have alot of&lt;br&gt;feelings and thoughts inside that you keep to&lt;br&gt;yourself! sometimes you dont know who to trust.&lt;br /&gt;You have friends that believe in you and know the&lt;br&gt;real you, which means the most.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, please rate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/5uz4nn3/quizzes/Are%20you%20GOTHIC%2C%20PREP%2C%20PUNK%2CUNIQUE%20(girls%20only)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Are you GOTHIC, PREP, PUNK,UNIQUE (girls only)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough* Wow. Poor Bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/H/hoplessromantic/1100936033_cturescute.jpg" border="0" alt="HOT"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You like the prince charming type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/hoplessromantic/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20guy%20are%20you%20most%20attracted%20to%3F%20(CUTE%20anime%20pics)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What kind of guy are you most attracted to? (CUTE anime pics)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to use huge fucking pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1061401756_topdreams2.jpg" border="0" alt="Morpheus"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Morpheus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/%3F%3F%20Which%20Of%20The%20Greek%20Gods%20Are%20You%20%3F%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/coreina/1080319660_ilderaaaa4.jpg" border="0" alt="4"&gt;&lt;br&gt;SEXY LADY/ HOT BOY. You are hot, no matter what you&lt;br&gt;do. There are not much people like you.&lt;br&gt;Beautiful from inside and outside. The opposite&lt;br&gt;sex feels pleased with you . They treat you&lt;br&gt;like a god/goddess. The other ones are jealous&lt;br&gt;of you because they try to be sexy and&lt;br&gt;attractive but you are it. Maybe youre a bit&lt;br&gt;arrogant, or you seem . And some think that&lt;br&gt;they should better not even try to get a date&lt;br&gt;with you because your sex appeal scares them.&lt;br&gt;Sometimes it even nerves you the way they are&lt;br&gt;running after you.&lt;br /&gt;. You need change-Sometimes you like shy and&lt;br&gt;sometimes you like extrovert&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE VOTE, I want to know what you think about my&lt;br&gt;quiz, I worked hard on it.You can always&lt;br&gt;message me or tell me how I can improve that&lt;br&gt;quiz. Ill sure write back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/coreina/quizzes/%09~THE%20big%20LOVE%20TEST!!%20What%20do%20you%20need%3F%20With%20PICS!%20For%20girls%20and%20boys!~/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;	~THE big LOVE TEST!! What do you need? With PICS! For girls and boys!~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er...I want to know which one of my answers made me get this. Seriously. V___V &lt;b&gt;I'm really not like this.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/vinacross/1041990086_MotherlyGF.gif" border="0" alt="You&amp;#39;re a Motherly little Girlfriend"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-Motherly- You're the motherly type. You love to&lt;br&gt;take care of the one you love, and generally&lt;br&gt;you can be a bit overprotective and possessive,&lt;br&gt;but you know, that isn't always such a bad&lt;br&gt;thing. At least you'll be a good mom in the&lt;br&gt;future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/vinacross/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20Girlfriend%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^__^()() Uh, yeah. I think &lt;b&gt;this&lt;/b&gt; is a little more like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/Ruri-chan/1039891556_Agreen.JPG" border="0" alt="greenhair"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your anime hair color is green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Ruri-chan/quizzes/What%20is%20your%20anime%20hair%20color%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What is your anime hair color?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*squints* I cannot read the text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Well. I ran out of quizzes.</content>
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    <title>carnationblack @ 2005-01-27T21:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-28T03:00:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-28T03:00:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Good Stuff"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I got these cool earrings for Christmas, and I have no idea where I put them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad...</content>
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    <title>Parvati/Lavender, Parvati/Padma</title>
    <published>2005-01-28T00:52:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-28T00:55:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Pirate Song--Lazy Town</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Contrary to what a few people think, writing lesbian romance stories is simply my way of escaping from the pressure of living in a male dominated world. So I wrote this short little Harry Potter fic today in my H study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: I can't think of a good one. The best I can come up with is "Yours", but...yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Rating: PG-13 or light R perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Parvati/Lavender, Parvati/Padma&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: femslash, twincest&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K.Rowling, no money is being made from this. She doesn't care that I do this, because I buy her books. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;font face="MS Gothic" size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;u&gt;Yours&lt;/u&gt; by Nuri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Lavender and Parvati have always been as close as could possibly be. Since they were little, people have always referred to them as "Lavender and Parvati", as if they were one person. It was as if they thought Parvati was Lavender's twin, not Padma's, and very rarely did anyone outside the family refer to "Padma and Parvati".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Padma had her own friends, and she liked them all in different ways. But she never had one friend with whom she did everything; Padma never had a "Lavender".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Parvati remembers feeling sorry for her sister. She remembers one night when she was dwelling on it, and she crawled into her sister's bed and said asked Padma why she didn't want her own "Lavender". Padma had smiled and told Parvati that they were two different people, and they needed different things. She said that she didn't need a "Lavender". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	And Parvati had asked, "Can I be your Lavender, then?" and Padma had smiled again and kissed her forehead and let her sleep in her bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Now, even at Hogwarts, it's always "Lavender and Parvati", and people often forget that Parvati even has a twin. She can no longer crawl into bed with her sister, because they live in different houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	But Parvati, atleast, has Lavender. And when she can't sleep, she crawls in Lavender's bed, and Lavender kisses her softly on her lips and all the way down her neck. She tells Parvati stories and Parvati brushes Lavender's hair and massages her back with sweet-scented lotions. And when they wanted sex (they called it sex because there was no need to make love--they already had it), they would have to sneak around and make sure they were alone, until one day Hermione said that she knew and was okay with it, as long as they kept the noise down because she was trying to study. Lavender is always Parvati's "Lavender", but sometimes, she can also be a "Padma". And in the summer, when Parvati and Padma are back in their own house, and they don't have to sneak and try their hardest to be quiet because their parents are always out, Parvati does to Padma what Lavender does to her, and she becomes Padma's "Lavender".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the end-&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>survey stolen from the Stephinator!</title>
    <published>2005-01-27T01:40:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-27T01:40:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Get it Together"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. YOUR PORN STAR NAME:&lt;br /&gt;(Name of first pet / Street you live on):&lt;br /&gt;Oscar Dearborn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME:&lt;br /&gt;(Name of your favorite snack food / Grandfather's first name):&lt;br /&gt;Potato Bob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. YOUR FASHION DESIGNER NAME:&lt;br /&gt;(First word you see on your left / Favorite restaurant):&lt;br /&gt;Printer Weathervane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. EXOTIC FOREIGNER ALIAS:&lt;br /&gt;(Favorite Spice / Last Foreign Vacation Spot):&lt;br /&gt;Cinnamon Canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. SOCIALITE ALIAS:&lt;br /&gt;(Silliest Childhood Nickname / Town Where You First Partied):&lt;br /&gt;Little Washu Boston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. "FLY Boy" ALIAS (a la J. Lo):&lt;br /&gt;(First Initial / First Two or Three Letters of your Last Name):&lt;br /&gt;N. Ur ^__^;;; I used my nickname...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. ICON ALIAS:&lt;br /&gt;(Something Sweet Within Sight / Any Liquid in Your Kitchen):&lt;br /&gt;Sugar A&amp;W Cream Soda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. DETECTIVE ALIAS:&lt;br /&gt;(Favorite Baby Animal / Where You Went to High School):&lt;br /&gt;Kitten Manchester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. BARFLY ALIAS:&lt;br /&gt;(Last Snack Food You Ate / Your Favorite Alcoholic Drink):&lt;br /&gt;Bologna Champagne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. SOAP OPERA ALIAS:&lt;br /&gt;(Middle Name / Street Where You First Lived):&lt;br /&gt;Louise Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. ROCK STAR ALIAS:&lt;br /&gt;(Favorite Candy / Last Name Of Favorite Musician):&lt;br /&gt;Mily Way Bowie</content>
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    <title>carnationblack @ 2005-01-26T17:45:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-26T22:46:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-26T22:46:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Mine" by Stingy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Eurgh. AIM signed me out, and won't let me back on. So sorry to all the people I was talking to...</content>
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    <title>carnationblack @ 2005-01-26T16:50:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-26T21:52:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-26T21:55:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Dancing"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">None of my friends read this journal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna write a Lazy Town fic this weekend. And then I'll put it here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek's friend wanted to read this journal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Tai comes over Friday. He hasn't called yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's snowing. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and here's the last thing from my other journal that I am putting here. Most of my friends have probably read this already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Universe&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans in any way, shape or form. But I am watching 'Betrothed' right now. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terra is the Universe. She is made of stars and light and water--and every element that has ever existed. She is everything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only she would understand that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are together, and I tell her that she is beautiful, she simply turns away. She tells me not to say such things, not to lie to her. We bathe together, and I gaze upon her naked body, shimmering with soap bubbles and water. I say that I desire her more than anything. And she laughs, a dry, sarcastic laugh, as if I have hurt her, before diving beneath the water. This is a game she plays--she wants me to chase her, and I do. I catch her, and she lets me touch her, but she does not let me speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, she joins me in my bed, and I brush out her hair. I remember a time, long ago, when I did this with Blackfire. Or more precisely, when Blackfire did this with me. She would have me sit in front of her, my hair wet, and brush it out, all the while whispering soft praises in my ear. She would say that I was beautiful, and she called me "her little star". She would smile at me as if I were the Universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to do the same with Terra. I try to make her understand that I love her, that she is my Universe, my everything. I tell her this, repeating the words my sister spoke to me long ago. I kiss her, and I embrace her. I give her everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, I know that it is not enough. Terra does not believe me. She thinks that she is worthless. She hates herself. And it frustrates me that I cannot ease her pain, that I cannot even find its source. No matter how many times I penetrate her, she will never fully let me in. I should not be surprised...after all, she would not even allow Beast Boy completely into her heart, and I know how deeply she cares for him. So why would she give me more than she gave him? I am only her plaything, she uses me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I allow her to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because she is my Universe, and someday, I hope that she will understand this. And perhaps, though it is improbable, she will love me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-owari-</content>
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    <title>these were Christmas presents that I wrote.</title>
    <published>2005-01-17T19:43:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-17T19:43:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Lisa got me a framed photo of Johnny Damon (I keep wanting to say Johnny Depp, but that would be an error.) and I love it &lt;b&gt;so so&lt;/b&gt; much. It's on the upstairs TV right now. Don't ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I decided that since I gave everyone else their presents today, I'd give Steph and Megan theirs, too. I wrote them this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aunt May!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman looks up to see Mary-Jane running toward her and smiles. She holds the younger woman's hands in her own and smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You were wonderful, Mary-Jane."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MJ's face is bright and her eyes shine and she is warm and so, so close and May moves closer but before she knows it, the kiss has ended and Mary-Jane has pulled away and is glancing around nervously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh really.", May says, "It's perfectly natural for an old woman to kiss her grand-daughter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she can sense the girl's unease, and she nods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alright. Not here. Are you coming tonight?", May asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course.", MJ says, her fear erased and her smile returned,"But you'd better get as much rest as you can. After all, you're so &lt;i&gt;old&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;weak&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May laughs at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;I'm&lt;/i&gt; weak, am I?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;. You are."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May winks, and turns to leave, but turns around again when she hears Mary-Jane say her name. There is a different look in the girl's eyes--vulnerable, desperate--and she opens her mouth to speak, but an unseen character in the background yells, "MJ! C'mere!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Coming!", MJ calls back, then says to May quietly, "I'll see you tonight." before spinning around and all dashing away into the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Note&lt;/b&gt;: I wanted to do the obvious Harry/Spiderman bondage scene from the sequel, but then I was like, "No dude! Femslash! Oh wait...there's only two females...hey, that's enough." Of course there is the everpresent May -vs- Mae controversy. Anyway, Merry Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What a pretty little thing you are."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack avoids Barbossa's ravenous gaze and sits at the table. He stares at the food, but doesn't touch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come now, little one.", Barbossa says, "I'm insulted. Eat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack doesn't want to eat. He wants to reach under the elegant dark-colored dress and tear off the corset underneath and breathe normally again. And then he wants to kill Barbossa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead, he takes the tiniest of bites and chews--with his mouth closed--and swallows. Then, as politely as he can manage in this much pain, says, "Thank you very much. It is quite good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now, Jack, is that any way to enjoy a meal? Come sit over here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's quite alright, sir.", Jack says, forcing a smile. "I can manage by myself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He takes another lady-like bite of food and smiles courteously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It wasn't a request.", Barbossa says harshly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack fights back an impatient sigh and stands, and sits down again in Barbossa's lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's a good girl.", the man says. Jack can feel his hardness even through the thick skirt and Barbossa is stroking his leg. He represses a shudder. Barbossa is holding a spoon of summer squash to Jack's mouth, and Jack obediently opens his mouth. He can feel Barbossa's other hand climbing up his leg, stroking him softly yet roughly, and he takes another bite of squash and sighs as the man touches his cock. Barbossa shushes him, and Jack nods and falls silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Note&lt;/b&gt;: I hope that works. I based it off a conversation we had a while back, so yeah. It's the same dress he makes Elizabeth wear. Of course, I could've made it more complicated and had Bootstrap and dragqueen!Jack, with Barbossa jealously watching, but like I said, it would've been complicated. Anyway, there it is. Hope you enjoy, and Happy day.</content>
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    <title>Beast Boy/Aqualad</title>
    <published>2005-01-17T03:24:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-17T19:39:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>:)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Disclaimer: Teen Titans is the exclusive property of...people who are not me...like Cartoon Network. I guess. : p&lt;br /&gt;Rating: PG-13 for swearing and stuff, also slash.&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Beast Boy needs to get away for a while. BB/Aqualad ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;	I'm a seal. Right now, anyway. I morphed into a seal because I'm lying on some rocks by the water, and I figure that a seal is the best body to do it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	I flew out here to get away. It's not like I'm depressed or anything, it's just been real noisy around the tower. I came out here to get away from all the nagging and pushing and "Beast Boy, get out of the way.". Maybe I'm exagerating, but I can get annoyed too, y'know. So I thought, 'Where would be a good place to be alone for a while?', and I decided on this. The rocks. By the water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	And it was great! Just me in my seal body, alone and isolated, listening to the waves crashing on the shore.Nice and quiet, and peaceful...for about five seconds. Don't think I get it though, I do. This is karma. I know that I've been getting on everyone's nerves as much as they've been getting on mine (probably more), so when I want some time alone, karma's there making damn sure that's exactly what I don't get. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	'Cause here I am on these damn rocks, and there &lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt; is, leaning on the edge of one of the rocks with his chin in his hands, staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Well fine. Let him stare, 'cause I'm just going to ignore him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	'I'm just going to ignore you.', I think, and I turn away and close my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	But, y'see, it's hard to ignore someone who's staring at you. Especially if that someone is a fishman with long, silky hair and bright eyes who can somehow just be perfectly still like he has all the time in the world and he's actually enjoying what he's doing because he &lt;i&gt;likes&lt;/i&gt; staring at angsty green seals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Pervert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	I want to tell him that. I want so badly to tell him exactly what I think of him and his little hobby. I wanna scream it, I wanna yell "Go away, ya pervert!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	But I can't, because then he'd know that I'm not really ignoring him. Except I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; ignoring him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	'I am ignoring you,' I assure myself, 'because you are a pervert.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	I think I just heard him move. I definitely heard a splash, so maybe he got bored and decided to swim away. 'Good,' I think, 'find someone else to watch.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	But then I feel something tap me on the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	'Ohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshit...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	I spin around, turning back to my normal body as I sit up. I'm pissed now, you little pervert, and you're so in for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	"Okay, dude--", I start to shout, but he cuts me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	The little fish perv cuts me off. And you wanna know how? He grabs my chin, and pulls me closer, and fucking kisses me. And I don't know if I'm just too stunned to do anything about it, or if he's holding me so I can't move, but either way I can't pull away and I'm not even sure if I want to because it really does feel really pretty good. Really. He's kissing me, and his tongue is in my mouth, and he's holding me, and I'm trying to decide if I should try and fight it or if I should just give in and let him take me right there on the rocks, but that doesn't matter anymore because he's pulling away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	'Not fair! Notfairnotfairnotfairnotfair!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	And he sort of...licks my lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	'Come back! I want more! Come back!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	And he dives back into the water and disappears, leaving me alone, which, I remind myself, is what I wanted to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::finere::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I actually&lt;/b&gt; really like this one, but I hate hate &lt;b&gt;hate&lt;/b&gt; the very beginning. But I kept asking people how I could change it, and they had no suggestions. "I like it", said they. vv</content>
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    <title>The Best Part</title>
    <published>2005-01-14T22:45:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-14T22:45:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yeah, well. Megan really wanted me to write "the best part" of that fic I wrote her for Christmas [see &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_crown_me_king' lj:user='crown_me_king' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://crown-me-king.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://crown-me-king.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;crown_me_king&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;], so I did. Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean is property of Disney and I &lt;s&gt;am trying to infiltrate their stronghold and steal everything they have&lt;/s&gt; would never, ever do anything to take away their rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rating&lt;/u&gt;: Wow. I'd actually call this...&lt;b&gt;NC-17&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Best Part&lt;/u&gt; by Nuri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so Jack is sittin' there in a dress, yes, the same dress that Barbossa would make Elizabeth wear for him years later while he gazed at her and fantasized about Jack, and Jack is sittin' there in Barbossa's lap an' all, and Barbossa was like, using his hands? to, like, rub Jack's penis? OMG! I can't believe I wrote that word...anyway...Barbossa is giving Jack a handjob and Jack doesn't want to like it, but he does, but he denies it because he doesn't want to admit that he's the filthy little whore we all know he is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, then Barbossa grabs him and slams him down on teh table and pulls his skirt up, and uh...hang on, this is getting too hot for me to deal with. *gets glass of water* Okay, so he pulls up Jack's skirt and sucks his...uh...male reproductive organ...and says things like "You know you want it, bitch!" but I don't know really how he says that while he's sucking Jack's MRO, but then he is a pirate and sometimes pirates talk with their mouths full. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Barbossa flips Jack over and sticks his MRO in Jack's beautiful ass and it hurts a ton and Jack bleeds to death. THE END!</content>
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    <title>carnationblack @ 2005-01-14T17:17:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-14T22:18:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-14T22:18:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is gonna be my fanfic only journal. Most of my fanfics are currently still in my actual journal, but I will be slowly transferring them here. ^^</content>
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