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[motherloving]

WHAT in person for maximum wish power
WHERE by the lake or anywhere
WHEN night of day 140
NOTES it's a tanabata post!

[ Bamboo trees line the shore of the lake tonight, trailing papers from their branches. Each one is inscribed with a wish mysteriously left by...someone. Some of them are generic, like "world peace," and others are kind of weird and random, like, "fishes with candy scales."

But if you touch one, the text on it might turn into one of your wishes. Maybe it's something innocuous, but maybe it's one of your deepest secrets.

Well, maybe you don't go to the lake tonight. In any case, the stars are luminously bright overhead, and looking at them instills you with a strange sense of nostalgia... ]

Comments

[divasterous]

Aha. No?

[ribblerouser]

If you look and take, the rest is... well, certainly not nothing. But action means a lot.

[divasterous]

Mm. Something like wishing for things, though . . . I guess, it doesn't sit easily with me, since I still—there's still so much I don't know how to deal with.

[ribblerouser]

I mean... I understand, I think.

[divasterous]

[drapes himself bonelessly across Mikk's lap]

[ribblerouser]

[wraps around him]

...Can I wish that you healthily get to the point where you can wish for things?

[divasterous]

Don't waste wishes on me, sweetheart.

[ribblerouser]

Never a waste. And I won't run out.

[divasterous]

Hah. That's true, isn't it?

[ribblerouser]

I put endless demands on the universe, I promise you that.

[divasterous]

[laughs!]

Oh. Oh, that's delightful.

[ribblerouser]

Is it? You don't think that's a little much?

[divasterous]

No, I love it.

[ribblerouser]

Then you know I'll be doing it for you anyway.

[divasterous]

For me?

[ribblerouser]

Having all kinds of wishes.

[divasterous]

Thank you, sweetheart.

[ribblerouser]

[pulls Vasily closer]

[divasterous]

[huffs a little, kissing Mikk's throat]

[ribblerouser]

Tell me how you're feeling.

[divasterous]

Loved. Relaxed.

Slightly horny?

[ribblerouser]

Default horny?

[divasterous]

I can smell Mikk.

[ribblerouser]

Mm, I can smell Vasily too.

[divasterous]

[kisses his neck lightly, then flicks his tongue out]