Monday: TV Tropes

[sycophantastic.livejournal.com]

Good morning/afternoon/evening, everyone. I'll be your guest host for the week & I'll always try to post as close to 12am PST as I can (though of course there may be times when I fall asleep & post a little late... which is what's happening right now, please forgive me). Our first theme is TV Tropes. Invariably, all forms of entertainment media rely on tried-&-true creative devices to shape their stories, develop their characters, just get their points across, etc, & today we're using those tropes as prompts.

You can visit the TV Tropes site here & pick out any trope(s) you like. Careful, though - people sometimes get lost in that site, it's so vast & so awesome!

Please keep these rules in mind when posting prompts:

• Only three prompts for the same fandom.
• Only five prompts in a row (though if one of your prompts is filled, you can prompt again).
• No spoilers in your prompts for at least a week after the airdate/release.
• Warn for any spoilers for your fic in bold and leave at least three spaces before the text.

Prompt formatting examples (because proper formatting for the code monkeys is good manners):

Supernatural, Dean/Castiel, hands-on approach
Inception, Arthur/Eames, did I just say that out loud?
CWRPS/Supernatural, Misha/Castiel/Dean, the existence of an identical stranger should probably be a bit more upsetting... though, at the moment, Dean's having a hard time remembering why

Nothing really interesting you today? That's alright, there are plenty of Lonely Prompts out there waiting for love.

Alright, you crazy kids. Have fun!

(theme=tvtropes)

Comments

[sycophantastic.livejournal.com]

CWRPS/Supernatural, Misha/Castiel/Dean, The existence of an identical stranger (http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IdenticalStranger) should probably be a bit more upsetting... though, at the moment, Dean's having a hard time remembering why

[tiptoe39.livejournal.com]

This should definitely be upsetting him. It's weird enough seeing a Castiel with a dumbass grin and sparkling bright eyes. The regular Castiel's dumbfounded expression pretty much covers Dean in that department. But then the lookalike says something along the lines of "I always did want to fuck myself" and lobs a wink at Dean, and somehow all of the distress of the situation is gone, replaced with what can only be termed morbid curiosity.

Morbid curiosity, and a tightness in his pants as the fake Castiel pulls the real Castiel's trench coat off, slides a hand under his collar, and kisses his neck. And Castiel makes a sound, hoo boy a sound Dean has never heard him make before. He's not sure Cas isn't in pain, but the fake Cas gives him a dangerous look. "I know what turns me on," he murmurs, and continues to slide his tongue up and down the side of Castiel's neck, from the crux where it meets his shoulder to just beneath his ear.

Dean's fascinated with the goosebumps that are starting to prickle on Castiel's arms, with the way his shoulders start twitching. He moves closer not knowing why, murmuring "Get off him" but not really meaning it. Castiel's eyes have closed, and he's leaning into the stranger's touch, arching back against him when the not-Castiel's hand comes around his waist and tightens on the flat of his stomach. Dean glances down to see it and sees what's below it too.

Castiel's eyes flutter open. "Dean," he moans, and his hands reach out. But when Dean takes them, presumably to pull him loose, Castiel yanks him close instead.

The scent of two Castiels is too much for him to handle. Dean's lips burn with want. He's never had a fantasy or a wet dream that left him feeling quite this way. It's paralysis and fascination and dread all in one, and the little part of him that shouts Stupid! Stupid! is fading far away.

He's happy it's the real Castiel's lips that brush his first, but he accepts a kiss from the false one, too. They taste different, though they look the same, and Dean wants to lay them out side by side and examine each inch of their bodies, find out where the differences lie. Dean growls into the false Castiel's mouth. The smile that curves beneath his lips tells him he's about to get his chance.

[mithrel.livejournal.com]

Holy...fucking...GUH! *ded*

[tiptoe39.livejournal.com]

*revives* You ok there hon? :D

[mithrel.livejournal.com]

LOL, yep!

[sycophantastic.livejournal.com]

. . . . . . . . . *flaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaail*

Incoherence. I has it. *rereads*

*and again*

THANK YOU. YOU ARE AWESOME. \o/

[tiptoe39.livejournal.com]

your prompt was awesome! always happy to make you flail ^_^

[mulder200.livejournal.com]

Wow! That was just smoking!

[tiptoe39.livejournal.com]

Awesome, that was totally the intent. :D thanks!

[jaune-chat.livejournal.com]

Dude. Duuuuuuuuuuuuude. This is so... Misha. And so Dean. And so my brain going, "Yes sir, please may I have some more?" Awesome job! :D

[tiptoe39.livejournal.com]

Heeee! Thanks!!! ^_^ that icon makes me lawl. I kinda want to steal it.

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

num. I'll be in my bunk. *fans self*

[tiptoe39.livejournal.com]

*fans you too* enjoy it in there :D