the falling leaves/drift by my window

[harborshore]

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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♥

"I'm just saying." Veronica was getting snappy; always a sign that things weren't going like she planned. This wasn't all that bad though, seriously. See, sometimes Veronica got everything right except the salient details.

Bob smiled into his coffee. He was waiting for her to ask, because if he offered, she wouldn't take it. Sometimes she was kind of an idiot about being tougher than she looked, like the whole damn city couldn't tell just by looking that she would pretty much bite off your hand if you offered to take her bag for her. (Sometimes she let Bob carry stuff though. Sometimes.)

"Uh, Bob?"

"Mmm," he said, taking another sip of what was honestly pretty shitty coffee.

"Do you think, uh, could I--"

"Yeah," he said, unzipping his top hoodie and handing it to her. She smiled sheepishly and put it on, half-disappearing in it.

"Cozy," she said, and he had to kiss her.

"I'm not gonna call you cute," he said, "but you have to know, it's a good look."

"What, me wearing your clothes?" Fuck, he loved her grin.

"Yup," he said, and she didn't say anything, but she leaned into his side a little. He kissed the top of her head and settled down to wait out the high-powered divorcee who was apparently meeting her ex-husband's brother for drinks. It was cold and her car was terrible, but Bob had never had a better Saturday night.

[mahoni.livejournal.com]

"Cozy," she said, and he had to kiss her.

*_____*

They are SO CUTE. I just grinned all the way through this. I love them so much. They way you write them together, you get Veronica's energy and intensity across, and then it's like...Bob is clearly so content with that. Not content in the way of settling for less; content in the way of, has found the most wonderful girl, loves everything about her, and is just happy with her. And you communicate it in so few words, in the few ficlets you've written about the. I love it.

Thank you!

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

They're pretty gosh-darned adorable, t'is true. I'm so glad you liked it, honey! ♥

[mrsquizzical.livejournal.com]

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