Fic: Cloudbusting
Jun. 30th, 2012 11:40 amHere's a pairing I've never written before.
Title: Cloudbusting
Author:![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
beer_good_foamy
Fandom: Buffyverse, post-"Not Fade Away". Kind of a crossover with Return Of The Living Dead, though no familiarity is required.
Word count: ~1200
Pairing: Willow/Illyria
Rating: PG13
Summary: Illyria hates how everything human takes time, especially after 20th century technology disappeared in a flash. And having mentioned that, she's not overly fond of zombies either. But if she has to stop the apocalypse, at least she can do it together with the only other being who's almost as powerful as she is. Written for![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
femslash_minis' apocalypse round, and ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
snogged's prompt "Crack the sky, steampunk, acid rain" with zombies.
( Illyria remembers travelling light years in an instant, flitting between dimensions on a whim, making and unmaking with a thought. And here she is, on top of something the humans have laughably named a skyscraper, bathed in tepid stinging rain, using a metal wrench to tighten a bolt that won't fit. )
Title: Cloudbusting
Author:
beer_good_foamyFandom: Buffyverse, post-"Not Fade Away". Kind of a crossover with Return Of The Living Dead, though no familiarity is required.
Word count: ~1200
Pairing: Willow/Illyria
Rating: PG13
Summary: Illyria hates how everything human takes time, especially after 20th century technology disappeared in a flash. And having mentioned that, she's not overly fond of zombies either. But if she has to stop the apocalypse, at least she can do it together with the only other being who's almost as powerful as she is. Written for
femslash_minis' apocalypse round, and snogged's prompt "Crack the sky, steampunk, acid rain" with zombies.( Illyria remembers travelling light years in an instant, flitting between dimensions on a whim, making and unmaking with a thought. And here she is, on top of something the humans have laughably named a skyscraper, bathed in tepid stinging rain, using a metal wrench to tighten a bolt that won't fit. )
