Thank you to everyone for the snowflakes and holiday cards/drawings/songs/well wishes.
You are all so amazing!
If you want, because I'm procrastinating studying for finals in such a loving/giving mood, leave a pairing* and prompt, and I'll write you a ~100 word drabble. Or just a pairing. Or just a prompt
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That being said, I'm feeling in a giving mood, so I'll say hand me some of that Pete/Mikey and let's see if you can turn me onto your other OTP. :) And, well, something magical. :D You seem to hit all my kinks with your writing, so anything goes, basically.
If glühwein or any similar hot alcoholic drink is involved, however briefly, this is a bonus.
&hearts
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(Will stop hijacking journal now.)
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Pete remembers there’s apple cider involved. Which might explain everything, actually.
There’s a tang to the cider - a hint of something that wasn’t there when he was a kid - and he drinks it until the sharp edges of Mikey’s body seem to soften.
“Do you ever feel like you’re not one of them?” Pete asks, and he reaches out to touch Mikey, just because he can now. Because he finally took that risk, and for some reason, Mikey hasn’t said no yet.
”Them?” Mikey questions. His nose scuntches up, and he cocks his head to the side. “Pete, I think you’ve had too much to drink ( ... )
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Delightful and mysterious, just the way I like it! :D (Who are Them? What more can Mikey's fingers do? Did that just sound very perverted?)
Thank you!
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And damn, what can't Mikey's fingers do?
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Because of finals.
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