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    Your life has been ordered and constructed by men: by your father, your older brother, and your priest. You have been drawn out the correct paths to follow, taught the correct ways to act. You have been taught that love is between a man and a woman, and you have been taught that you have something wrong with you, and that you require help. You don’t know what love is, what love offers, and who love is. You don’t know that love is dressed as a man, with a ring in his pocket. You don’t know that love is not love at all.
     

    Society screams at you for your failures. Theatre is a dream, too big of a dream for somebody so small and insignificant. The L&L is all you have, even if it pays you so very little. Even if its customers scowl at you for your academic ignorance, your lack of value; even if you're the dirt of the lot. Society hates you for your corrupt purity, your scarred innocence.

     
    So, the first time you choose to sleep with Peggy Carter, it is your decision.

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    05 Aug 2015

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    Q remembers New Orleans as a dark room and a red haze, a burning in the back of his throat and heroin in his veins. Bond remembers New Orleans as sixty hours without sleep and the sick satisfaction of killing because he wants to.

    (Or, what happens in New Orleans, on the way there and after. A hurt/comfort series.)

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    04 Aug 2015

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    "Most people are usually more agreeable after they've come," grumbles Bond without any venom, lips close enough to Q’s skin to make a shudder run up Q’s spine. “Or at least a little less mouthy.”

    He has his chin resting on Q's shoulder and Q can feel every breath that Bond takes, every beat of every exhale.

    "But you're just going to tell me that I shouldn't be so presumptuous in thinking that you're most people, right?"

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    16 Nov 2013