the falling leaves/drift by my window

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Instead of going to the university library like I should have (I have a late book and a late fee to pay), I went to a feminist/queer bookstore and bought books and a pin of a Russian turn-of-the-century female poet. The two clerks, oh man. I'm pretty sure they were dating and I'm pretty sure I'm smitten. The light was warm and the air was cold as I walked home after; I like my city right now, I like it so much. It's dark already, too dark, but in the daytime everything is yellow and golden and the light is so gorgeous.

So prompts! Because I'm free of thesis and I finished the female characters prompts from forever ago and I mostly finished the first times prompts and the midsummer night's dream ones.



There's Z saving Ryan from a dungeon, there's Babs/Steph, Parker/Hardison and flying, Willow/Tara, Z/Vicky-T and revolutions, Ryan/Bob and soulbonds, Laena/Annie with Annie a princess, Tennessee and Amelia Pond, and a bunch of others. :D

Prompts! Fall-related, please, pairing or gen. The Like, Lyn-Z, assorted other bandom people (TYV, PATD, possibly others), Bob and Brian, Veronica Mars, BTVS, VD, Leverage, DCU. Crossovers are encouraged. I'm not sure how many I'll do, but probably around ten (if I get a later prompt that I love, I might do that one too). One of them is reserved for airgiodslv. ♥

Stay warm, darlings.

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Let's say this is the day after that other one, yes?



"You know, Sunnydale is really pretty," Lindsey said consideringly, and then had to laugh when Willow looked at her in horror.

"Sunnydale is a dump," Willow said. "It's, I mean, I told you it's on top of the mouth of hell, right?"

"It can still be pretty," Lindsey said (she wasn't going to admit to being a little intrigued by this Hellmouth business; probably it was the sort of thing that was only fascinating to visitors, though). "I mean, look at this--" she swept out her arm, indicating the park they were walking through, red and gold leaves on the ground and the trees around them. "It's pretty, that's all I'm saying."

Willow looked around, a funny smile on her face. "I suppose," she said, and then reached out for Lindsey. "You're prettier, though."

Lindsey gasped into the kiss (Willow kissed with such focus, it was fucking amazing), and then she gasped again because the leaves around them were rising from the ground, twirling in the air. There was absolutely no wind.

"You're amazing," she said into Willow's mouth and kissed her again, and again.