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	<description>Male/Male erotic fiction by Gryvon</description>
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		<title>Otakon 2010</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Jul 2010 04:16:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Otakon schedule is finally up! Ashcat and I will be presenting Beyond the Basics: Fanfiction from Start to Finish Friday at noon in Panel Room 1. We&#8217;ll be discussing writing tips for making strong openings and endings, as well as general writing advice. Previous panels (this would be our third) are available here.]]></description>
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		<title>Tension</title>
		<link>http://www.gryvon.com/fanfic/tension</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Jul 2010 05:03:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gryvon</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Junjou Egoist]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Junjou Romantica]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Pairing: Nowaki/Hiroki]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Hiroki's face hit the pillow with a resounding thwack. "Uuuuugh. I think I'm going to sleep for a week."

Shuffling feet near the doorway signaled Nowaki's approach from the kitchen. Even with his eyes closed, he knew there was a sappy, sweet smile on Nowaki's face as he stood there in an apron. There was a faint sound of rustling cloth. Nowaki was probably drying his hands off with a hand towel after doing the dishes.

"Finished grading finals?"]]></description>
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		<title>Anime North Panel Schedule</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 27 May 2010 08:03:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gryvon</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Conventions]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Friday 5PM &#8211; Getting Into Yaoi Friday 8PM &#8211; Torchwood Friday 9PM &#8211; Lightbulbs &#038; Corn: Strange Fetishes in Yaoi Friday 10PM &#8211; Fangirl Logic Saturday 11AM &#8211; Yaoi Novellas &#8211; NaNoWriMo and Big Bangs Saturday 2PM &#8211; Beyond Yaoi Saturday 7PM &#8211; Rise of the Kink All panels are in the Collingwood room of [...]]]></description>
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		<title>World Made Anew</title>
		<link>http://www.gryvon.com/fanfic/world-made-anew</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 15 May 2010 21:35:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gryvon</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Fanfiction]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Merlin]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Apocalypse]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Pairing: Arthur/Merlin]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Arthur stared up at the sky through dense foliage that hadn't been above him moments ago. Aftershocks from the explosion made the ground tremble. The forest, or wherever he was, was far too quiet. All Arthur could hear was a faint ringing that slowly fell away until he could make out his own breathing, hard and heavy as if he'd just run a mile.]]></description>
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		<title>After Ascent</title>
		<link>http://www.gryvon.com/fanfic/after-ascent</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Feb 2010 03:28:23 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gryvon</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Fanfiction]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tenshi ni Narumon]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Kink: Wings]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Pairing: Raphael/Mikael]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Mikael had wings. The wings themselves were not exceptionally new, but he still caught himself sometimes marveling at the fact that they were there, attached to his back like they'd been there all along. He'd passed the phase where they were an odd, sometimes uncomfortable weight on his back that made him trip over himself like the gangly teenager he'd once been, and technically he still was but the gangly part had at least fallen mostly away. He was on the tail end of the phase where the mere sight of his own wings was a distraction, but the novelty was slowly wearing off. He actually went some days with them concealed. ]]></description>
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		<title>Letting It In</title>
		<link>http://www.gryvon.com/fanfic/letting-it-in</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Feb 2010 21:27:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gryvon</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Harry Potter]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Kink: Threesomes]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Pairing: Snape/Draco/Harry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[<!--:en-->There were quite a number of places in the world that Draco Malfoy considered 'his'. The second booth from the back door of the Drowning Dragon was one such place, and he'd spent the last three hours there, alone in the near-dark, nursing an unhealthy number of pale ales. If he'd been at home, his drink of choice would have been firewhiskey, but that was no longer an option.<!--:-->]]></description>
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		<title>Parting Ghosts</title>
		<link>http://www.gryvon.com/fanfic/parting-ghosts</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Feb 2010 16:24:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gryvon</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<!--:en-->Hogwarts seemed to have shrunk in the years since the war. Harry knew that it was his perception that had changed rather than the building, but part of him couldn't let go of the idea that somehow the magic in Hogwarts had actually made the castle smaller, as if the loss of Professor Dumbledore  and the ravages of the final battle with Voldemort through its halls had made the castle less than it once had been. It was less, though not by any measurable quantity. It was also, at the same time, more and different, no longer the place of adventure and danger that he'd known as a child, but someplace safe and familiar that he could count on while he figured out what to make of the years he'd been left with. Everything seemed different through the eyes of an adult – buildings, people, responsibilities.<!--:-->]]></description>
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		<title>Electricity</title>
		<link>http://www.gryvon.com/fanfic/electricity</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 17:00:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gryvon</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Mate/Whip-Hand]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Kink: Blindfolds]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Kink: Bondage]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Kink: Electric Play]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Kink: Spanking]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Kink: Toys]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Pairing: d'Schane/Terry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[<!--:en-->"Have you seen my blue shirt with the white stripes? It's missing, along with..." Terry trailed off as he realized d'Schane wasn't listening. The image on d'Schane's screen flickered as d'Schane hid whatever he'd been working on. He didn't look away from the terminal, didn't even glance in Terry's direction.<!--:-->]]></description>
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		<title>Coming to Rest</title>
		<link>http://www.gryvon.com/fanfic/coming-to-rest</link>
		<comments>http://www.gryvon.com/fanfic/coming-to-rest#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 17:00:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gryvon</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Fanfiction]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Sex Therapist]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Pairing: Tsuzuki/Kain]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[<!--:en-->Tsuzuki was still half-asleep when he answered the door at just past three in the morning. He hadn't bothered to turn on the lights yet, hoping that whoever it was could be shooed away and he could get another five hours of sleep before opening the shop. It took him a minute to recognize the wet, shivering figure huddled under the awning. The rain was coming down hard. He had heard it through the thick cement walls of his apartment, and the wind was blowing the rain onto the veranda, bits of the spray hitting his face as he opened the door.<!--:-->]]></description>
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		<title>The Boy in the Tower</title>
		<link>http://www.gryvon.com/original/the-boy-in-the-tower</link>
		<comments>http://www.gryvon.com/original/the-boy-in-the-tower#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 17:00:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gryvon</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Fairy Tales]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Original Fiction]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Kink: Crossdressing]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[<!--:en-->Roughly two miles outside of the village of South Glenn stands a tall stone tower. There is no road through the forest to the tower, and some wonder how all of that stone came to stand in the center of their forest. There is no door in the tower, only a small arched window set just below the gable, leaving many questioning how someone would enter or leave the tower without a ladder. When the villagers speak of the strange tower, which they do as little as possible, they do so in hushed whispers lest the witch who inhabits it overhears.<!--:-->]]></description>
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