Thursday - TV Tropes

[voksen.livejournal.com]

So today's Thursday and we've come to the end of my week. I'm going to leave you guys with the theme of TV Tropes - pick the name of a trope as your prompt, or get creative with it if you'd like.

Remember the community rules: five prompts at a time; you're welcome to post more when those are answered (please be kind to the code monkeys and don't go too crazy), no spoilers in your prompts til a week after release, warn in bold and leave space if there's a spoiler in your fic itself, and please use this format for your prompts (the last is for crossovers):

Weiss Kreuz, Schuldig/author's choice, Names to run away from really fast
author's choice, author's choice, Irritation is the sincerest form of flattery
Supernatural/The Sting, Dean Winchester/Johnny Hooker, Bad guys play pool

And if you don't get caught by any of today's prompts, why not check out the lonely prompt archive at delicious?

tag=tvtropes

Comments

No Rainbows.

[mimbulus.livejournal.com]

Ryuuk watched Light close the Death Note and put the cap on his pen. He saw Light yawn, stretch and head towards his bed.

Light looked dreadful: Hair unkempt, beard unshaved for at least 3 weeks, his fingernails were bitten or chipped, and his smell... Not even the apple that Ryuuk was currently munching on could mask the stench of filthy, unwashed human that emanated from Light.

But he supposed that even Gods needed to sleep on occasion, and now that Light's job was finally done, his mission accomplished, he probably deserved a few hours of sleep. He could probably shower and shave later.

Light removed his shoes and his clothes and without saying a word, climbed into bed and covered himself. Ryuuk watched him drift into sleep, his body slowly relaxed, but the deep, purple circles under his eyes and the permanent frown remained. When Light started to snore (and Ryuuk found it funny that a God snores and mumbles and drools into his pillow when he sleeps), Ryuuk ventured out of his room.

The house was quiet, so was the street and every other house in the neighborhood. The whole world was silent.

The God of the New World just smote the last infidel.