Stolen from...oh, just about everyone. But copied directly from
faithbeckett.
In honor of All Hallow's Eve, I'm inviting trick-or-treaters to my 'door.' Comment "trick-or-treat" to this post and...well, you know the drill. Treats can be anything that strikes my fancy (pics of fave actors or pairings, one sentence fics, graphics, a few words why I'm glad to have
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HARVEY/MIKE! HARVEY/MIKE!! PLEEEEEEEEASE ♥ *puppy eyes*
(Though a haiky about my awesomeness? Tempting, tempting.)
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Harvey blinked, and it felt like sandpaper soaked in rubbing alcohol going across his eyes. Jacob stood next to the bed, his gaze glassy, stuffed tiger clutched under one arm. Mike appeared next to him between one long, painful blink and the next.
"Come on buddy, Daddy needs to rest," he murmured. "We'll get you set up on the couch, okay?"
"No," Harvey rasped, shuffling backwards on the bed and lifting the covers. "Climb on up, we can watch a movie."
Jacob buried himself under the blankets, shoving his butt into Harvey's stomach and impatiently dragging his free arm over until it pressed him further into the mattress. Mike tucked him in with a small smile and started up Finding Nemo. He came back and knelt next to them, looking serious ( ... )
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You wrote Kid!fic.
You wrote Kid!fic.
...I love you. I cannot think of any words sufficient to express my current level of joy and "omgsocute", so, I love you ♥
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That, and for the life of me I have no idea how to write Suits fic?
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Having to explain that he'd been choked with a pair of green tights isn't fun, but Tony figures the bruises are a fair price to pay for seeing Hawkeye totally lose his shit.
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I am squeezing my computer because I cannot hug you IRL. Which displeases me, but it will have to do for now.
♥ ♥ ♥
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I figured you already had more Crawford pictures than I could find quickly, so I went for the funny ones. And the Crow/Keith/Seabs shippy-ish picture was just a bonus.
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And prompt? Hmmm ... Toews/Kane and victory celebration :)
How have you been?
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He braces himself, both physically and mentally, because this? This is going to be big. This is going to be bigger than winning the Stanley Cup, which he didn't think was possible. Jonny slams into him and they almost go down in a tangle of limbs before Sharpie steadies them. They scream and shout and celebrate for a moment, before Jonathan gets a grip on his sweater and pulls him in.
The kiss is intense, slick and salty from the sweat still clinging to them, and the fact that thousands, if not millions of people are watching it makes his heart pound in his chest. Someone tries to remind them of the crowd, suddenly dead silent, and the cameras, but Jonathan just growls and pulls him closer ( ... )
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MY
GOD
*thuds*
FUCK ME THAT LAST ONE MAKES ME WANT TO LICK HIS EYE WRINKLES!
I LOVE YOU!
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