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Title: Light of Home
Author:kat_lair
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Characters/Paring: Tara/Willow
Tags: Ficlet, Domestic Fluff
Rating: G
Word count: 141
Disclaimer: Not mine!
Summary: There are fairy-lights draped all over their little house.
Author notes: Spooktober 2023, Day 12/31. Prompt/theme: fairy-lights.
Light of Home on AO3
"Pretty," Tara says.
"Aren't they?" Willow grins, delighted with her handiwork.
There are fairy-lights draped all over their little house. Some are the electric kind with bulbs in warm yellow or twinkling in all the colours of the rainbow. Others, however, are magical in origin, little spots of light just hanging near the ceiling, trailing the banister, like a ribbon of stars, suspended by nothing but Willow's own power and skill.
"Oh, the fairy-lights?" Tara wraps her arms around Willow's waist and pulls her close. "Those too." She noses into the soft, tender skin behind Willow's ear, feels the way her whole body shakes when she laughs.
Their home is warm and cosy, softly lit by the lights, by magic and love and shared dreams. Willow's kiss tastes like apples, crisp and sweet and full of promise for the new season.
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Title: Light of Home
Author:
kat_lair Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Characters/Paring: Tara/Willow
Tags: Ficlet, Domestic Fluff
Rating: G
Word count: 141
Disclaimer: Not mine!
Summary: There are fairy-lights draped all over their little house.
Author notes: Spooktober 2023, Day 12/31. Prompt/theme: fairy-lights.
Light of Home on AO3
"Pretty," Tara says.
"Aren't they?" Willow grins, delighted with her handiwork.
There are fairy-lights draped all over their little house. Some are the electric kind with bulbs in warm yellow or twinkling in all the colours of the rainbow. Others, however, are magical in origin, little spots of light just hanging near the ceiling, trailing the banister, like a ribbon of stars, suspended by nothing but Willow's own power and skill.
"Oh, the fairy-lights?" Tara wraps her arms around Willow's waist and pulls her close. "Those too." She noses into the soft, tender skin behind Willow's ear, feels the way her whole body shakes when she laughs.
Their home is warm and cosy, softly lit by the lights, by magic and love and shared dreams. Willow's kiss tastes like apples, crisp and sweet and full of promise for the new season.
***