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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 (leave a character/pairing if you want one of these :) ), graphics, a few words why I'm glad to have you on my flist, etc.).
The more "houses" to visit the more fun it'll be, so go ahead, open your journal and help spread the fun!
photoashIn 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 (leave a character/pairing if you want one of these :) ), graphics, a few words why I'm glad to have you on my flist, etc.).
The more "houses" to visit the more fun it'll be, so go ahead, open your journal and help spread the fun!
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Date: 2011-10-25 06:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-25 06:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-25 06:54 pm (UTC)Just for you!
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Date: 2011-10-25 06:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-25 06:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-25 07:01 pm (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2011-10-25 07:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-25 07:54 pm (UTC)A little schmoop for you...
Date: 2011-10-25 07:56 pm (UTC)But today was Emily’s third birthday and he was as amazed and humbled by this miracle as he was the day she was born.
His little girl opened her eyes, blinked and smiled. “Da da.” She held out her arms, ready to get up and great the day.
“Go back to sleep, sweetheart – it’s too early.”
“Wanna get up. Wanna play with Da da.”
Neal smiled and sat down next to his daughter. Peter and El would kill him if they knew how much he spoiled their child. “How about I tell you a story, and if you’re a good girl and stay in bed for a little while longer, you’ll have a special surprise waiting for you when you wake up.”
Emily bit her lip and fluttered her eyelashes at him. “A pony?”
He bopped her on the tip of her nose. “No, silly, not a pony.”
“A new puppy?”
“Em?”
“A kitty? I want a kitty.”
“Emily-Jemmily, if I told you…it wouldn’t be a surprise.”
His daughter scrunched up her little face, trying to understand if he was pulling a fast one on her. She smiled again, and it was like the sun breaking through storm clouds. Neal almost thought he could see rainbows glitter around the room. “Tell me a story, Da da.”
“Once upon a time, there was a princess…”
Re: A little schmoop for you...
Date: 2011-10-25 07:58 pm (UTC)ADORABLE!
Re: A little schmoop for you...
Date: 2011-10-25 08:03 pm (UTC)Hope You Don't Mind A Little Peter/Neal Schmoop
Date: 2011-10-25 08:17 pm (UTC)Neal buried his head in his hands. “Yeah, Peter. I know.”
“And yet you come here and the words just spill from your lips.” Peter shook his head, but more in exasperation than anger.
“It’s not as if Elizabeth doesn’t know.” Neal looked up, hope shining out of his eyes. “It’s not as if she didn’t give you everything but an engraved invitation.”
“That’s not the point. I’m your handler.”
“And you handled me so beautifully.”
Peter sighed. Yeah, this situation was out of control. “What do you want, Neal?”
“I want to know that what we had – it’s more than just a quick fuck in the night. That I mean more to you than a bit of strange. I don’t care if we never are together again – I just want to know that I mattered, that I matter to you.” Neal seemed breathless as he finished, as if he couldn’t keep those words inside another second longer.
Peter sat down next to him, closer than they’d normally sit. He took Neal’s face between his hands, cupping his cheeks, sweeping his thumbs across his eyelids. “You mean the world to me, Neal. You are part of my life whether you want it or not. There’s no where you could run that I wouldn’t find you. Remember that.” He pressed a soft, loving kiss on Neal’s lips, another one on his forehead as a benediction.
A deep, satisfied sigh came from the direction of the kitchen. Both men looked up. Elizabeth stood there, smiling. “It’s about time. I was afraid Neal was going to have to hold up a sign that said “I ♥ Peter.”
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Date: 2011-10-25 09:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-25 09:27 pm (UTC)Elizabeth could taste the magic as it drifted through the house. It was savory, like Peter’s pot roast cooking all day. It was sweet, like the spiced cake that Neal brought from the bakery. It was elusive too, maybe like her earliest memories – nothing more than happiness and love and security wrapped in her mother’s arms.
Her granny would say that the walls between the worlds are thin tonight, and you need to be careful about what you wish for. It just may come true.
Elizabeth didn’t worry – she had everything she needed right here, in the safety of her own home.
Re: Hope You Don't Mind A Little Peter/Neal Schmoop
Date: 2011-10-25 09:28 pm (UTC)Re: Hope You Don't Mind A Little Peter/Neal Schmoop
Date: 2011-10-25 09:35 pm (UTC)Schmoop seems the order of the day today. So happy you liked it.
Will you play on your own LJ?
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Date: 2011-10-25 09:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-25 10:03 pm (UTC)Re: Hope You Don't Mind A Little Peter/Neal Schmoop
Date: 2011-10-25 11:38 pm (UTC)A Treat For You
Date: 2011-10-26 12:57 am (UTC)The family was participating in the trick and treating family night at the Wilshire Country Club. Quite a few of their neighbors (at least the ones with children) were there.
Matt tried hard not to grieve a little for the kids who were not going to be able to have the freedom to roam neighborhoods in search of candy. Simon had just shrugged and said that this was the new normal and their memories would be of “good old times” like this. Still, to Matt it wasn’t the same.
They made their way around the different areas of the club trick and treating. The golf pro’s office was a horror house, the lobby a spider’s web. The staff had done a great job of decorating and manning the handing out of candy. Of course, they hoped to entice the parents to join the club, but as with most things in life, nothing was free.
Simon noticed the young lady long before Matt did. The publicist was amused at her diligence. She finally got the nerve to come up to Matt as he waited for the twins to make their way through candyland inside one of the other club offices. “Oh, my god, I just love “White Collar”,” she giggled at him. “I sure hope that Neal and Peter get back to being friends soon. Would you mind signing this for me?” She held out a copy of the Halloween invitation to Matt.
Matt looked around to Simon who shrugged and smirked at him. “Sure,” Matt said quickly and scribbled his name on the paper. “Thank you,” the woman exclaimed and her daughter dressed as a ballerina rolled her eyes.
“Come on, Papa,” exclaimed Henry. “We have to go to the castle!” With little birds in tow the two men made their way to the elaborate castle on the patio of the country club. Simon noticed two more women whispering behind them. Frankly, he was enjoying Matt being recognized….up to a point. He’d been in the business too long to not know what fame could do to a relationship. So far, Matt had handled his growing fame well, and truthfully, it wasn’t as if he was on the same level as Johnny Depp. He was going to have to have a talk with Matt about limits during family time.
The two women made their way to Matt and asked for an autograph. Simon was about to intervene, when Kit came over to his Papa. “You are my Papa today, not Matt Bomer,” he said with his hands on his hips. The affect was especially funny as the six year old was in a black bird costume. “You are right, son,” Matt gently replied. “No more autographs, OK?”
“OK,” Kit nodded. Simon smiled as he watched Matt hold out his hand and the little black bird and the green pig made their way back into the candy castle to catch up with the twins. Simon followed holding a bulging bag of candy that he was going to have to figure out how to deplete without anyone noticing!
Re: A Treat For You
Date: 2011-10-26 01:21 am (UTC)HUGS YOU - this is SO ADORABLE!!!!!
You're brilliant.
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Date: 2011-10-26 01:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-26 02:51 am (UTC)OT3 goodies are wonderful!!!
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Date: 2011-10-26 04:21 am (UTC)Re: Hope You Don't Mind A Little Peter/Neal Schmoop
Date: 2011-10-26 04:36 am (UTC)