The Magazine Chronicles

[CrazyTaraWitch]

great update!

very sweet, and ffunny about Dawn...tho i gotta say, i kinda do want to know about he fight...anyway, i loved, this a great story!

grosses bisses

~jas

[Tempest Duer]

Wow, that was funny. Poor Dawn, being kept awake like that... I mean, it's one thing for us to see how hot Willow and Tara are, but they're practically Dawn's parents.

I got bitten by a drunk lesbian! Does that mean I'll turn into one?



~my friend Mary

[wiccanbotanist]

Thanks again for all of the feedback.



terra21 – Thanks I was hoping the switch was apparent, makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside that you noticed.



taramagic – Thanks again. Glad you liked them.



meretricious – It actually started as merely a rambling first POV for Willow because I myself was having issues of being a morning person. Then came the ‘interview’ style automatically, allowing me to flesh this out a bit. As for the filler, that is usually what I get stuck on when I’m writing so it was nice to leave it out. Thanks for the feedback and I like your board name.



CrazyTaraWitch – I thought it would be funny to cut Buffy some slack and add in a Dawn story. As for the fight…I honesty don’t know what it was about. I tried to think of a few things but none of them seemed right. It was just an excuse for them being home and Dawn being in a bad mood. And I also figured that Tara would eventually be told the entire story from Dawn’s pov and being the person that she is wouldn’t repeat it w/o Dawn’s permission.



Tempest Duer – There was that brief ick factor there of “oh my god they are like my parents” but then I thought about the scene where Dawn jumps for joy at the couple being back together. The issue with Dawn here is that she had some fight with Buffy, she is in a bad mood, she is on her spring break and wants to sleep, and her ‘parents’ whom she doesn’t mind being together are on their second round for the morning. So the ick factor is then portrayed on the couple who although being embarrassed by Buffy all the time catching them was absolutely horrified that their ‘daughter’ had caught them. And I probably over explained that when it wasn’t really necessary…..



Right, well now I think I should address those comments of guesses as to what is going on here. Yes it is true that they are being interviewed…I’m glad you figured out that part. The true question is why exactly? But first I’d like to discuss some of your opinions.



CrazyTaraWitch - to finally address your question about the adoption interview: well to that I’ve got to say…..I really hope not. In that situation I would only provide short but truthful answers to any questions about sex. Certainly wouldn’t go into some of the details the girls did.



And to willowfan13 I like the psych-eval theory. But then the question would remain of why were they being evaluated?



So here it is folks: The final instalment of Mornings. I want to thank you all again for reading.



-wiccanbotanist

"If truth is stranger than fiction then where are the flying monkeys?" - Daria

[wiccanbotanist]

Title: Mornings

Author: Wiccanbotanist

Rating: NC-17

Disclaimer: Characters are not mine (you know the drill) just playing with them.

Spoilers: None

Summary: Are you a morning person?

Feedback: Yes Please

Note: I leave the First Person POV.



Mornings – Epilogue



Willow sat nervously on the couch. It certainly had been an interesting day. ‘Poor Tara,’ she thought, ‘is this how she felt when it was my turn?’ Willow was impatient. She didn’t like waiting. That was why she went first. But it didn’t really matter because now she was waiting. Finally she heard the door to her office open with Tara and their visitor coming out.



“So is there anything else?” she heard Tara ask.



“Just a couple more questions for you both so we can wrap things up.” said the visitor.



“Care for some tea?” Tara asked.



“That would be great thanks.” The girl sat down in the chair across from the couch. She placed her notebook and other accessories on the coffee table, adjusted her brown hair in a pony-tail and pushed her small stylish black framed glasses back up on her nose. Glancing at Willow, who was still shifting nervously on the couch and now twiddling her thumbs, she smiled.



Willow caught the gesture and tried to keep her body still. “Are we almost done yet?” She asked her nervousness still in her voice.



As Tara brought forth the tea tray the girl said “Yeah, we are almost done.”



**



Shortly after they waved goodbye and shut the door on their visitor, the couple plopped down on their couch. Willow turned and cuddled up against Tara, sighing on her neck. Tara automatically went to stroking Willow’s hair.



“What is it sweetie?” She asked.



Willow sat back up and looked at Tara panicked. “I can’t believe we just did that. I mean she asked all those questions and I couldn’t help but answer them. And answer them honestly. Too honestly sometimes. And now so many people are going to see it. And I’m sure I’ve embarrassed us. But I couldn’t help it. Did you sense any magic? They had to have used magic. I mean there was no way that….”



A finger was placed on Willow’s lips putting an end to the babble. “There was no magic sweetie. Though I understand, I’m a bit shocked about some of the things I said.”



“So which embarrassing story did you tell them?”



“You mean after they stopped me from telling the lamp story because you already told them?”



“Uh yeah, sorry.”



“I told them about Spring Break.”



“Oh, that’s a good one.” Willow paused, her face obvious that too many thoughts were bouncing around in her brain. “How did a topic about mornings get turned into sex? Was this accidental or purposeful?”



“Considering the source, I’m going to go with purposeful.” Tara paused this time as a frightening thought entered her mind. “You didn’t mention any breakfast stories did you?”



“Huh? No.” Willow responded confused. “Why?”



“The syrup incident.” Tara said.



Willow was still confused, “That wasn’t a morning thing.”



More of Tara’s memories flooded her. “No not the chocolate syrup, the maple syrup.”



“Oh.” was all Willow could say at first as the memory repeated itself in her mind. She then smiled a wicked smile and with a mischievous glint in her eye said “We are definitely going to have pancakes tomorrow for breakfast.”



Tara responded with her sly half smile. “So are you hoping I remind you in case you forget again?”



Willow replied with an audible gulp and promptly nodded, her wicked smile still plastered on her face. Tara giggled at Willow’s reaction. It didn’t take much for Tara to prompt Willow speechless.



Tara tried to regain focus after the memory. “But it’s probably a good thing because I don’t think the world is ready for that story.” The words brought both Willow and herself back to reality.



Shock came again to Willow’s face as she again realised what she had done. Tara gave a soft laugh and shook her head. “Don’t worry about it sweetie.”



Willow embraced her wife and their lips met softly. “How can you be so calm about this?” Willow asked almost to herself.



“Well I like to think about it like this. We really are doing the world a favour.” Tara answered.



“How?”



“We are living proof that lesbians can get happy endings.”



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In a high rise San Francisco building sat a blonde woman at a desk in a nice office with a view. There were five folders on her desk. Four of them were stacked on the corner with the fifth having its contents spread out over the length. The woman was in a state of giggles. It seemed this was a calmer state than previous as she wiped tears from her eyes. As the seal of the door broke so was the woman broken from her stupor.



“You wanted to see me?” said the brunette with glasses, her head just peaking through the space of the door.



The woman at the desk motioned the girl to enter and tried to regain her composure. After the girl took a seat the woman crossing her arms and putting her weight on the desk asked, “I just wanted to ask out of the five couples you interviewed which one was your favourite?”



The girl eyed the blonde and then eyed the desk. Her answer would be obvious and clearly the same as the woman’s. “The recently married couple, Rosenberg-Maclay. They were a lot of fun and really nice too. It was obvious how in love with each other they are.”



“Good, Good.” Replied the woman. She picked up what appeared to be a worksheet glancing down to where a sticky note pointed to one of the answers. “The questionnaire was a good idea. It provided some generic information. I think why I like these two is that they didn’t take it too seriously. I mean this question ‘What is your favourite breakfast food’ was responded with ‘my wife and pancakes.’” The blonde shook her head at the answer Willow had put. It was an accidental hint to the story the world would never know.



“What worries me is that I’m not sure if she’s listing them separately or together.” The blonde stated her mind reeling at the idea.



“I honestly didn’t want to ask.” The girl stated.



The blonde woman shot her a look with a raised eyebrow. To the brunette it meant ‘Then what am I paying you for?’



Her response was a mere, “Some things are just better left unsaid.”



“Well despite that I admit I admire you for your ingenuity. You remind me a little of myself when I first started this magazine.”



The blonde remembered when the girl first pitched the idea. She would interview 5 different couples at varying stages of relationship on the simple topic of mornings. It would serve as a comparison across the couples but more importantly it would show 5 happy lesbian couples living their lives. And what more could a popular lesbian magazine ask for?



The blonde handed the materials back to the girl. “You know at first I thought, hey this is a pretty decent idea. But now I know it’s going to be more than that. I can’t wait to see what you make of this.”



“Thanks.” The girl beamed and turned to go.



She was stopped however by one last comment. “I want you to do me a favour.”



“Sure.”



“Get me the contact info on Rosenberg-Maclay. I’d like to keep in touch with them.”



The End (for now)

"If truth is stranger than fiction then where are the flying monkeys?" - Daria

[hidden watson]

What's the name of this magazine again and where can I buy it?



Seriously it's amazing that an "innocent" topic such as mornings can yield such steamy and touching stories that so abundantly show their love for each other. I had a When Harry Met Sally interview vibe throughout and was quite pleased that it's something similar.



Now you just know you have to tell the syrup story sometime, don't you?



Thank you for this sweet story.

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quiet thoughts

[BFR from Paris]

Hehe nice



Now, the question I want to ask is: are you gonna write the syrup incident story?

[Tempest Duer]

I'd like to subscribe to this magazine also. And are we going to ever read about the "syrup incident" or is it going to become famous and constantly referred to but never written about like Bill Watterson's famous "noodle incident" in Calvin and Hobbes? Except for involving sex. And now that my mind is going places that I don't want it to go, I'm stopping while I'm ahead.

I got bitten by a drunk lesbian! Does that mean I'll turn into one?



~my friend Mary

[willowfan13]

Awww...very sweet. Nice way to wrap it up and of course leave us begging for more, so I'm jumping on the bandwagon -

we want the syrup story





cheers-

will13

[SJ]

Great updates

[taramagic]

yeah cool update!

wanna have the magazine!

[Artemis]

I agree with the general sentiment - the world may not be ready for the Maple Syrup Story, but the Kitten board is



That was a really wonderful little series - just like the editor, I was giggling throughout. And it had a real feel-good tone, the way you wrote it made a pair of normal (if divinely lovely) people living normal lives seem like the most precious thing ever. Which I guess was the point of the article, huh? Well, there you go - thanks



Though I'm not a popular lesbian magazine myself (I categorically fail the latter two, and only marginally manage the first), I'd be really pleased if you'd allow me to add this story to Through the Looking-glass ( alia.customer.netspace.net.au/glass.htm ). All you have to do is let me know if it's okay - email me at alia@netspace.net.au, or if you'd rather not use email, just say so here. And like I said, if you ever feel like telling the Maple Syrup Story, I'm sure I won't be the only one rushing to read it

Chris Cook

Through the Looking-glass

A Willow and Tara for every world.

[sam7777]

Quote:

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it would show 5 happy lesbian couples living their lives.

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Such a rare thing in any media. Unhappily a magazine with that sentiment only exists in fiction. Great fic!!! I love the way your change voice between willow and Tara so we can see how they seethe same event differently. The syrup incident must see the light of day.

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I still see dead lesbian cliches

[wiccanbotanist]

I had a feeling this would happen but I did it anyways. So in response to the syrup story…..uh sorry kittens but I don’t actually have that written. Oh don’t worry, I’m not saying it will never get written…I just don’t have it yet. And it could be a while yet. Seeing as it will be a very important piece of fiction in my career as a fan fic writer, I would only feel comfortable writing this story if I did a little research first.



As for this thread….I do have a segment called “In Sickness and In Health” planned but who knows when that will arrive. See I have this problem of me working towards my MSc and I have been spending not enough time actually working. I’m usually reading fan fic, writing fan fic, or sleeping….damn I need a girlfriend.



Not only that I’ve got too many other fics in my head and I would like to get them out. One is in its beginning stages and its going to be really really funny, all comedy style but it should be relatively short. Another that will take place in the series of moderate length with plenty of smutty goodness. And a third which is my baby and it could be a long one and there are all sorts of serious issues in it. With that I’m hoping to actually produce them in that order meanwhile posting the occasional Mornings type segment.



So that means I’ve got a lot on my plate and I have no life and I’m never going to get one if I never leave my flat. That and I’ve got an essay due tomorrow that if I don’t get done my Professor will be very upset with me.



Right well thanks everyone who has read and enjoyed my fic and especially thanks to those who have left me feedback. And a ‘thanks for nothing’ for those of you who hated it….just kidding. Also thanks for letting me vent…I’ll be fine soon if I can just make it through tomorrow and find where that damn beeping is coming from….



-wiccanbotanist

"If truth is stranger than fiction then where are the flying monkeys?" - Daria

[stillrunning]

Just wanted to let you know how much I enjoyed this little fic. It was so cute to see the way that both of the girls reflect about the things they've done. It was great to see both of them having their own little flair when it came to the storytelling. Great job and can't wait for more once life settles down a bit!

"Heaven's not a place that you go when you die...it's that moment in life when you actually feel alive"

[wiccanbotanist]

For those of you reading Believe in Fairies I guess you’ll just have to call me a liar. Posting an update isn’t exactly the same as a disappearing act. But I couldn’t help it I was so close to having it finished. Plus there is this amazing thing called managing your time. Apparently you can get stuff done if time is managed wisely. So here is an update for y’all.



I did pretty much have it written out but there is a funny bit that I added whilst typing this up. Yeah the part with the coughing and the tea was written because that moment I actually ended up doing it myself. (You’ll see what I mean). It seemed to fit and actually made my transition better.



And another very very important note: This is paying homage to Mirage who wrote Lesbian Fairy Tale one of my favourite fics. So you should check it out if you haven’t read it yet…..when you are finished with this I mean.



Thanks stillrunning. Glad you enjoyed it and although life hasn’t really settled down yet but I’ve still got one for ya.



So on to the show. (Not sure when I'll have Tara's part done).



Title: In Sickness and In Health

Author: Wiccanbotanist

Rating: R

Disclaimer: Characters are not mine (you know the drill) just playing with them.

Spoilers: None

Summary: Willow has another talk with the magazine.

Feedback: Yes Please



In Sickness and In Health



With age comes worry-ness and stress, especially in the life that is mine. Crazy stuff happens, it piles on, you take care of it, the world doesn’t end and then you have a brief moment to pause before it all starts back up again. But after a while it can wear on you and your mind and your body just breaks down.



After the last time we spoke with you more real life caught up with us. Just a financing problem with the house. I really don’t want to bore you with the details right now. It is still a little fresh in my mind and makes me go all grrr and get large with the butch.



So another apocalypse averted and then it hit me…the death flu. Okay it wasn’t really as bad as that sounds. It just happened to be a particularly bad strain of the flu bug going around and I caught it because my body was stressed and weakened which is the perfect sort of environment that those little nasties prefer.



Yeah I really really don’t like being sick. I’m actually kind of a wuss when it comes to being sick. When I do get sick of course it all comes at once and it’s hard and it sucks and well….I just don’t handle it very well. Though being sick does have a few advantages like my baby takes care of me. Actually I’d like to amend that. My baby always takes care of me. It’s when I’m sick that she takes extra special care of me. Actually I’m going to amend that again….she is an angel for putting up with me is really how it works.



See it isn’t all goodness when I’m sick. I’m not allowed to move or have caffeine, she gives me this yucky bitter tea with no sugar and usually I end up being forced to see a doctor. And I’m crabby and whiny and pathetic, and I know it. But I do get lots of attention and love despite the fact that I have to be difficult to put up with.



It was a Thursday and typical of my morning schedule I didn’t want to get out of bed. Tara however had let me be. Usually she convinces me to hop to it with promises of smoochies and pancakes. So when I woke up I woke up cranky and then got even more cranky when I noticed my warm snuggle buddy was not in sight. I grunted my dissent and she suddenly appeared bringing the tea. I grunted my dissent again.



Tara can always sense when I’m sick. It maybe that she’s hypersensitive of me it could be part of the fact that she is in tune with everything and everyone around her. Either way she tends to know how I’m feeling usually before I’ve registered it. Yeah I am in tune with her the same…only she is much better at it. Anyways she pretty much knew I was sick before I had even fully woken up.



“Sit up. Drink this.” She told me. Her short tongue and tone indicated one thing. ‘Don’t argue.’ It was then that I picked up that she was a little stressed too. I used to think I could get away with anything. I would do my pout, quiver my lower lip and give my puppy dog eyes. And she would give in. She would always give in. Or so I thought anyways.



First of all when she is stressed as well she is less likely to put up with my shit. Also it turns out I usually asked for things she didn’t mind giving into anyways you know extra snuggles or an extra shot in my mocha even though it will keep me up all night. See Tara is a naturally giving person she enjoys seeing other people smile. So she agrees and I smile and then she smiles and well she has a smile that can light up the darkest room and melt the coldest of hearts.



Ah but the thing is Tara won’t give to something she truly believes in. From an outside observer she may look like a pushover but there is a point where you can push too much. Trust me I’ve toed the line once or twice myself. Similarly she’s stood up for me when I was being pushed. I mean I thought I had the resolve face but when my girl is determined she is determined.



But you’re distracting me from my point. Or at least I think I have a point. Right back to the story. So I sipped the tea slowly as per Tara’s instructions. One time I tried to gulp it down quickly and get the whole bad tastiness down in one go but that didn’t go over well. It works best hot and sipped slowly apparently. Though not too slowly cause the whole works better when its hot thing and when it is hot it is hard to drink it down in a big gulp because that burns.



Sorry I’m doing it again. So Tara continued about her morning ritual as I sipped my tea. She called the office for me and warned them I might not be in today and probably tomorrow as well. I tried to claim that I felt fine really and could at least get some work done at home. But it wasn’t very convincing as I coughed and split tea on myself and the bed.



I thought I was gonna get it for that one. But instead I got a giggle which made me very happy. Though I could tell there was a smidgen of annoyance that flashed in her eyes when she realised that I had just spilled tea all over the bed and it was going to have to be cleaned up.



I was told to head towards the couch where Tara would set me up there for some quality sitting and doing nothing time. She placed more tea and toast on the coffee table for me, got me some pillows and a blanket, placed a remote in my hands, kissed my goodbye, told me to be good and headed off to work.



It didn’t take long however after the news was over for the boredom to set it. I’m not really a fan of those morning talk shows so I headed into my office. I figured I could at least get a little work done. Out of habit I logged into ICQ and immediate received that annoying ‘oh uh’ as a message popped up. Uh oh was right. “Don’t even think about it.” Was all it said. It was from Tara. She sent it before she left this morning.



I was defiant however. Tara wouldn’t be home until lunch and I could work until then and head back to the couch. She’d never have to know right? So I ignored her warning and logged on to the company network. I tried to open the project file that I had been assigned to but I got an error message. I had been blocked. Shortly after another message came up. It was from my boss. It wasn’t ICQ but the ‘uh oh’ went off in my brain anyways. “I assigned it to Jones. Don’t make me call your wife.” ‘Damn’ I thought, ‘they’re in cahoots.’



I was excited though because they gave it to Jones. Last time I was sick they handed my project down to Carter and it took me two days to fix it. But that isn’t the point. Karma had known that I was in defiance of Tara’s order and the cold hit me full force. My head got all dizzy and stuffy and my throat got tingly and itchy. So I relented and got my sorry ass back to the couch.



I turned on the stereo knowing that Tara had stocked the player with my favourite mixed CD of calm and mellow music. It helps me to sleep when I don’t have a nice warm Tara shaped pillow to snuggle against. I closed my eyes and waited for the pounding in my head to disappear.



I was woken up by Tara whispering in my ear. “Wake up sweetie. You need to eat something.” Apparently she had been home for a while because she already had warm soup for me. “Glad to see you were resting” she said. “And not trying to work.” she added. She knew….she always knows. I asked her if my boss did call like he had warned me. Turns out I had left the computer on. She always knows because I always give myself away. At least I remembered to log off the company network.



I could tell she was in a better mood though than she had been this morning. I think she gets a certain kind of joy when picking on a poor pathetic sick redhead. So after lunch and more teasing Tara informed me she’d taken the afternoon off. She always has lots of sick days that she never uses.



And as compensation for picking on me I managed to pout my way into Tara and I doing my favourite sick time activity. Don’t look at me like that…I know what you’re thinking. No when I’m sick I can get Tara to tell me stories. We snuggle up and Tara tells me happy Lesbian Fairy Tales where evil is defeated because its evil and the girls live happily ever after with half camels and/or watch cows. And they usually star a babbling redhead and a gorgeous, shy, caring, wonderful blonde.



That is how it usually goes when I am sick. It happens often enough we’ve got a pattern down. You know what is funny? Not funny ha-ha but more funny ironic. In her stories she always has me save her. Like I’m the big hero, knight in shining armour to the rescue. But in truth she saves me. Every morning I wake up, every time I get lost in her eyes, every single day…she saves me.

"If truth is stranger than fiction then where are the flying monkeys?" - Daria

Sugas mea papilium (Suck my butterfly) - A Woman in Uniform by umgaynow

[Shandem]

everybody with me?? good lets all give one big 'awwwwwww'.

now that thats out of the way go tell your other half a special thank you cause im sure they take care of ya when you're sick too. i know i just told my girly i loved her for taking extra special care of me when im not at my best.



to wiccanbotanist: i really love this fic. i dont think ive left feedback for this yet (i really need to do this more often). i think its a good theme cause i can side with willow. i absolutely hate getting up in the morning, esp if theres a certain girly with me in bed. plus the stories are sweet.



shandem

Willow: I was trying to program in some new puns, and I kind of ended up with word salad.

[eklipsej]

Might I add *sniffle* and wipe away a tear



this whole thing has just been so sweet and lovely

[SJ]

That was really lovely,great update

[lil fled]

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"I'm realistic about love. People shape love into what they

want love to be and it always bounces back to its natural

shape and smashes you out of the way."

Edited by: lil fled at: 2/14/05 10:19 am

[russ]

These are lovely stories; I really enjoyed "Mornings," and it's nice to see the theme continued. In this case, very appropriate. Here I sit in the 5th day of a nasty cold/throat/sinus infection; the one thing that saves me is the TLC from my sweetie. (Happily, no bitter tea to drink.) Your last line is so "right on" -- beautiful.

Russ



When we love and give it everything we've got, no matter what the consequences, we are doing what we were put here to do -- Geneen Roth

[hidden watson]

Oh wow, your timing is perfect, a fic about true love with a capital L, that greets us kittens on Valentine's Day. Makes those of us with a special someone treasure them even more, and those waiting for the right someone to file it away as what to do when they arrive (and there will always be a special someone out there). Makes this particular kitten, who is abroad on a business trip, very very happy and missing her girl even more. Thank you for reminding us of what love is.



I love how Tara knows Willow's sick before the babbly one does, love the little touches -- the ICQ, the cooperation with the boss, the CD already in the player and the storytime.



Words are starting to fail me, this is so heart-warming, so beautiful, I feel like I'm becoming a puddle of sap.

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quiet thoughts

[hermitfish]

I'm so glad to see a continuation of this thread as well. Mornings was lovely and this one...well let's just say it left me all fluttery and sighing. I can really feel the W/T love shining through. Thanks for sharing it with us.



~Cyd

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When I'm sitting here with you, I don't even think about the slime people.

~The very romantic lead in The Slime People (1962)



Altered Shadows

[stillrunning]

Awwww that was adorable! I wish I had someone to take care of me like that when I'm sick. Oh well Can't wait for more!

"Heaven's not a place that you go when you die...it's that moment in life when you actually feel alive"

[sam7777]

I love stories when one of them is sick and getting TLC from the other. Very cute and loving.

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I still see dead lesbian cliches

[willowfan13]

When I saw you'd updated, I thought yeah "syrup story" - but no disappointment here, this story is so sweet- kinda like syrup - anyway, being a single girl, I'm pretty "bah humbug" with the Valentine's, but this was a great addition to this story, so now I have hope.



thanks for sharing it -

will13

[wiccanbotanist]

Darn. I was hoping the sappy story would distract you from the fact you were all waiting for the syrup story (get it sap...syrup....nevermind).



Believe it or not I've been all bah humbug about V-day myself. See my inspiration may have stemmed from the fact that I was sick recently but the whole someone taking care of me bit is more based on wishful thinking.



Happy V-day to all. Contrats to those who've got someone to share it with (and someone to take care of you when you're sick.) As for the rest of us...keep hope alive and believe in the love that is Willow and Tara. We'll find it ourselves someday...



-wiccanbotanist



*and why didn't anyone tell me that I'd made it to Flaming O?

A sign seen in a botanist's front yard: "Please keep off the Bouteloua gracilis"

Sugas mea papilium (Suck my butterfly) - A Woman in Uniform by umgaynow

[Tempest Duer]

This one is just one big "AWWWWW!" It was so cute! Especially the last line.... you've got Willow's personality down pat. So great. I love this fic.

I got bitten by a drunk lesbian! Does that mean I'll turn into one?



~my friend Mary

[Artemis]

That was really sweet, and very 'real world' at the same time - both Willow and Tara get irritated a bit, have bad days, but love each other all the same Thank you for writing this, I hope the magazine gets many more updates on its favourite happy lesbian 'poster girls'

Chris Cook

Through the Looking-glass

A Willow and Tara for every world.

[wiccanbotanist]

Just wanted to let you all know that I’m working on Tara’s part now and I’ll also have another little 3rd person POV epilogue after that. I am having a little trouble with Tara’s part. I’m not entirely sure if it is because it is Tara’s part or if it is because it’s second, but either way I’m not sure if Tara’s monologue will be very long. And I’m not sure if that sentence even made sense. Sorry my brain is fried from microscope work for the past 3 days. Today though wasn’t as bad I was looking at tiny flowers instead of tiny chromosomes in cells. Tiny flowers are way better…except the fact they are in the onion family…that part wasn’t as pleasant. Probably didn’t help the headache either…..



There is a little this going on in my head right now



Ha…but enough of that. Time to address the feedback:



Shandem – Glad you like it. And I’m glad I reminded you to tell your girl thanks. I hope this inspired everyone to do that.



eklipsej – That sniffle and tear better be a happy tear.....I only allow happy tears.



SJ – Thanks



lil fled – happy tears….happy tears is good.



russ – I’m hoping you are doing better with the cold thing…it’s never fun. Glad you’ve enjoyed my stories.



hidden watson – The timing was coincidence actually, good timing yes but accidental. I kept forgetting the holiday was coming up. I’ve had the part half written for a while and finally decided to get it done. It’s a good thing I’m a romantic sap otherwise the lonely single gal status would ruin these good stories.



hermitfish – fluttery!...You’re welcome, I’m glad to have a place to share it.



stillrunning – I wish I had someone taking care of me like that too…..



sam7777 – I know what you mean. There is some definite warm fuzzies seeing them take care of each other.



willowfan13 – Sorry…no syrup story yet. I will maintain my position that as a writer I feel the need to research thoroughly….very thoroughly and possibly many times.



Tempest Duer – I always enjoy your feedback. I’m a big fan of cheese ender lines and this I believe was another great one. And I’m glad I haven’t deviated from Willow’s personality…..



Artemis – It seems that we rarely see Tara irritated or demanding (not in a nice wholesome whips and chains kinda way) because she’s always so nice. But trust me….nice girls can only put up with so much. Your statement is true they do love each other all the same despite the occasional bad day…or would it be especially on the occasional bad day. It certainly makes those days easier to deal with.



So thanks again everyone for reading and the feedback. You are all stars!



-wiccanbotanist

A sign seen in a botanist's front yard: "Please keep off the Bouteloua gracilis"

Sugas mea papilium (Suck my butterfly) - A Woman in Uniform by umgaynow

[Tempest Duer]

I'm glad I'm not the only one who believes in the power of endlines. Endlines! Dun dun dun duuuuuun!!!!!!!!



Okay, no more Saturday morning cartoons for me.

I got bitten by a drunk lesbian! Does that mean I'll turn into one?



~my friend Mary