Monday: TV Tropes

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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)

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[badfalcon.livejournal.com]

"Have you got something against a bed?" Steve laughed against Christian's lips, even as he stepped out of his pants. His fingers found the hem of Christian's shirt, pulling it up and over his head, discarding it behind him. "Not that fucking in the shower isn't fun..."

Christian lead Steve into the cubicle, crowding him up against the wall, one hand on the tiles either side of his head. "Bed?"

Steve laughed and brushed his lips over Christian's. "Yes, Christian. A bed. That place where we sleep. Some people have sex in them too."

"You want to have sex in our bed?" Christian blinked at Steve owlishly as he processed the idea.

"It would be nice," Steve replied softly, his hands dropping to rest on Christian's hips. "Not that I don't enjoy all of this. We've done it on the couch, the kitchen table, the back of your truck, in the attic, at the beach, in the middle of a field, an airplane bathroom...." He trailed off, lifting his hands to run through Christian's hair, down his jaw and across his lips before kissing him. "It's been great fun but what I want right now is this." He took Christian's hand in his and lead him out of the shower cubicle, out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. Pushing Christian down onto the bed, Steve crawled on top of him, straddling him and kissing him.

"I want to make love to you. Right here. In our bed."

[elebridith]

*happysighs, purrrs and wibbles*

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