Tuesday's (Fic) Tropes!

[schweinsty.livejournal.com]

Evening, y'all. I'm schweinsty, and today's theme is fic tropes. Prompts should include or be based on fic tropes. Need some ideas? Here's a list of some to get you started.

Just a few rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
Use the character's full names and fandom's full name for ease adding to the Lonely Prompts spreadsheet.
If your prompt or fill contains anything that can be a trigger for the reader, please add a warning for that to give the reader the chance to decide if they want to read or not.
No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing. Use the spoiler cut option found here.
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space, or use the above mentioned spoiler cut.

Prompts should be formatted as follows: [Use the character's full names and fandom's full name]
Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt

Some examples to get the ball rolling...
+ The Man from UNCLE (film), Gaby Teller/Illya Kuryakin/Napoleon Solo, Canadian (Siberian?) Shack
+ Star Wars, gen, Coffeeshop!AU where Han & Wookie open up The Falcon near Alderaan University...
+ The Man from UNCLE (film), Illya Kuryakin + Napoleon Solo + Gaby Teller, Curtain!Fic where they all leave the business together when Solo's years of service end.

We are now using AO3 to bookmark filled prompts. If you fill a prompt and post it to AO3 please add it to the Bite Sized Bits of Fic from 2015 collection. See further notes on this new option here.

Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Check out the just created Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet. For more recent prompts to write, you can also use LJ’s advanced search options to limit keyword results to only comments in this community.

While the Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet and LJ's advanced search options are available, bookmarking the links of prompts you like might work better for searching for in the future.


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[daria234.livejournal.com]

Leverage, Eliot/Quinn or Eliot/Hardison, pretending to be a couple

[daria234.livejournal.com]

MCU/DCU, Steve Rogers/Jason Todd or Tony Stark/any, the pair that snarks at each other to hide the giant sexual tension between them

[daria234.livejournal.com]

Once Upon a Time, Regina/Emma or Hook/Charming, noir detective AU or other detective AU

[daria234.livejournal.com]

Any, any slash pairing, enemy sex

[daria234.livejournal.com]

Any, any/any, trying a new kink

[emmatheslayer.livejournal.com]

Supernatural , Benny / Dean Winchester , high school au

Fill: Lucky Guy, G

[reeby10.livejournal.com]

Benny stood a little ways away from the front entrance of the school, waiting for Dean to get out of detention so they get burgers from the diner down the street. He still couldn’t quite believe he was dating the most popular guy in school. He’d been prepared to just keep his head down and hope for the best after having to move from Louisiana to Kansas in his senior year of high school. But somehow things had turned out far better than he could have ever dreamed.

Within weeks, he had a good group of friends, and it hadn’t taken long for his new friend Castiel to introduce him to Dean, the star football player and the guy all the girls and guys in the school wanted to get with. Handsome as he indeed was, pretty soon, Benny had seen that Dean was an engineering whiz and a giant nerd as well.

All in all, way too good for a newcomer like Benny, with nothing much to offer than his skills in the kitchen and unfailing politeness. He just wasn’t the sort of guy that Dean was supposed to fall for.

But apparently he had.

Just two weeks after Castiel introduced them, Benny and Dean were dating and Benny felt like the luckiest guy in the world. It hadn’t been all smooth sailing in the months since then, but Benny wouldn’t trade what they had for anything. Even moving back to Louisiana, as much as he’d thought about it when they first moved north.

“Benny!”

He turned, a smile growing on his face when he saw Dean charging down the steps toward him. An answering smile was on his boyfriend’s face, despite the split lip he’d sustained in a fight that morning, and Benny felt his heart melt a little.

“Ready for burgers, cher?” he asked, reaching out to entangle his fingers with Dean’s.

“Hell yeah!” Dean replied, pulling Benny toward the Impala Dean’s dad had recently given him as a birthday present. “And I need extra fries after having to put up with Mr. Grandon for an hour after class. That dude is the worst.”

Yeah, Benny thought as he climbed into the car, I’m a real lucky guy.

[emmatheslayer.livejournal.com]

Veronica mars , dick Casablancas / Duncan Kane. ,a/b/o

[schweinsty.livejournal.com]

The Man from UNCLE (film), Gaby Teller/Illya Kuryakin/Napoleon Solo, Canadian (Siberian?) Shack

[schweinsty.livejournal.com]

Star Wars, gen, Coffeeshop!AU where Han & Wookie open up The Falcon near Alderaan University...

a morning without coffee is like sleep (Star Wars gen)

[possibilityleft.livejournal.com]

It doesn't look like much, but Han serves the hottest black coffee on this side of campus. No bullshit sizing, no fraps or dashes or whatever they're calling it, he'd say if you asked. No one really knows how old he is, although they all agree he's too old to be a student. But he's always there in the coffeeshop, making coffee and giving the cutest girls extra sugar, "Not that you need it, sweetheart."

His partner Chewey mostly communicates in grunts and the occasional howl when Han does something especially irritating. The guy has more hair than anyone Luke has ever seen outside a circus exhibit, but he scrubs the glasses until they're sparkling.

Obi-Wan goes up to the counter like he's been here a million times, ignoring the stares from the grumpy college students who love this place because no professors ever come in here. They call it a pit, a place where you can buy Aderalls in any corner booth and the answers to next week's exam, often at the same booth. Occasionally the campus police come in, and Han grins at them, not taking his eyes off them until they leave. They never find any evidence of wrongdoing. Han is way too good for that.

Luke has never been in here. His aunt and uncle always want him to come home right away after class, and although sometimes they let him stay in the library, they'd split a gasket if they knew he was in the Falcon. Every weekend there are several arrests -- yes, outside a coffee shop. (Chewey ejects the offenders so no police have a need to enter the shop.) Wedge told Luke, winking, that if you give the right signal when you order, Han will add something special to your brew, and he doesn't bother checking IDs. But Luke doesn't know what that signal is, and when Obi-Wan passes him a small cup of iced tea, he pushes down the disappointment and takes the paper off the end of the straw.

Obi-Wan must know some kind of signal, because they take their seats in a booth and ten minutes later, Han slides into the seat across from them. Luke cranes his neck around to see Chewey at the register, and wonders momentarily how people know what amount they should pay. He hasn't heard Chewey say one word since they came in. But then again, Chewey makes football players step back involuntarily when he leans over the counter. They probably tip generously.

Han sprawls across the booth like he owns it, which he probably does -- no one would rent to an establishment like this. Some of the worse tears in the vinyl are repaired in duct tape, but that doesn't discourage the people drawing graffiti.

"I hear you're looking for something special," he says.

"And discreet," Obi-Wan says, folding his weathered hands in his lap. A grin slides across Han's face.

"Discreet is my middle name," he says. "Meet me out back in an hour. Be ready to go."

With that he's up again, plucking up empty mugs from surrounding tables like he never sat down. Obi-Wan takes a long sip of his coffee.

"Do you think he can do it?" Luke asks eagerly. He'd been shuffled into the booth before Obi-Wan, which he thinks Obi-Wan did intentionally, and now he feels cramped, pressed against a wall which is a little sticky. If someone came in looking for him, they wouldn't even see him in the crowd.

Of course, his aunt and uncle would never come here looking for him anyway. Not after he told them he was going to drop out and hitchhike across the country with a stranger.

An hour later, they're in the back alley when Luke hears a blaring honk. He starts in surprise, but Obi-Wan just picks up his bag and walks down to the street, where there is an enormous semi half-parked on the sidewalk. Han waves at them through the window. Chewey lifts a hand in hello and then opens the door from the inside so they can scramble into the back of the cab.

"Off we go," Han says, jerking the truck into gear, and they take to the road.

[schweinsty.livejournal.com]

The Man from UNCLE (film), Illya Kuryakin + Napoleon Solo + Gaby Teller, Curtain!Fic where they all leave the business together when Solo's years of service end.

[schweinsty.livejournal.com]

Stargate: SG-1, gen teamfic, bakery!AU

[talkingtothesky]

Person of Interest, Harold Finch/John Reese, Curtainfic

Fill: Curtains, G

[reeby10.livejournal.com]

When they move in together, John’s surprised they don’t just use one of the numerous apartments and townhomes Harold already has around the city. It becomes apparent rather quickly that Harold wants to get something that’s them, not just him, and especially not just a cover story.

“But couldn’t we have hired a designer at least?” John asks, tired after a day of shopping for dishes and furniture and everything else a new apartment needs. He’d rather be getting shot at, but he knows better than to tell Harold that.

Harold gives him an unimpressed look before returning to his examination of a set of navy blue curtains. “It’s important that we make the space ours,” he says. “It’s harder to do that with a decorator.”

“Sure,” John says, though he’s not sure he understands., Maybe because he hasn’t lived somewhere he could really call his in a long time, even counting the places Harold got for him before they got together. But if Harold wants him to, he can try. “I like the slate gray.”

“Hmm.” Harold looks at John’s choice for a long moment before nodding, a smile pulling at the corner of his mouth that makes John want to kiss him right there in the middle of the store. “I think that will look very nice.”

So maybe John’s not so bad at this. And well, if he can get Harold to smile like that, then maybe the whole shopping thing isn’t so bad either.

[talkingtothesky]

Person of Interest, Root/Sameen Shaw, Fempreg

[katsuno-hitomi.livejournal.com]

Puella Magi Madoka Magica, any, the magical girl afterlife

[iceybreath.livejournal.com]

Hannibal, Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham, Spy AU

[iceybreath.livejournal.com]

Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell, John Childermass/Gilbert Norrell, Soulbond

[iceybreath.livejournal.com]

Welcome to Night Vale, Carlos/Cecil Palmer, Cyberpunk AU

[streussal.livejournal.com]

Death Note, Mello +/ Near, zombie apocalypse

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Grayson (comics), Dick Grayson/Midnighter, band AU

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Teen Titans (comics), Conner Kent/Tim Drake, mutual pining

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

DCU, Bruce Wayne/Hal Jordan, secretly a virgin

Bonus points if Hal, SOMEHOW, is the secret virgin.

filled

[oh-mcgee.livejournal.com]

"I thought he was never going to shut up," Hal says, grabbing the front of Bruce's shirt as Bruce pushes him back against the wall.

"I think he was doing it on purpose," Bruce agrees. "Your pulse was probably racing the entire meeting."

"My pulse," Hal says, yelping a bit when Bruce's teeth latch onto his neck. "Fuck -- because I'm the only one who's into this, is that it?"

"No," Bruce says, pushing his fingers into Hal's hair and nipping at his ear. "You're not."

"Yeah?" Hal asks. "You're gonna have to -- jesus fuck, that's attached to me, you know -- convince me."

"Convince you," Bruce hums, like he's mulling it over even as he yanks at Hal's jeans, popping the button clear off and sliding his hand down the front. "I have no idea what Clark was on about that whole time," Bruce says low next to Hal's ear as he curls his fingers around him. "All I could think about was how badly I needed to be inside of you."

"Oh shit," Hal gasps and nearly comes right fucking then. It's not that he hasn't thought about it because oh, he has. It's just, there's that thing. That thing where he's never actually been fucked before. It's not like he's a freaking blushing virgin or something. He's been with plenty of women and he's messed around with almost the same amount of guys. It's just, it was only ever blowjob and handjobs, sometimes a little rubbing the fun bits together. He and Bruce, they've pretty much done everything except that, and he can barely get his hand around him and --

"Hal," Bruce says, pulling away when he senses his panic. "That isn't -- we don't have to, if you don't --"

"Oh fuck off," Hal says and grabs Bruce's face in both hands, kisses him until his mouth feels sore from it. "I want, okay? Mother of fuck, do I want. It's just...I haven't..." Hal closes his eyes and bangs his head on the wall behind him. "I cannot believe this is actually happening."

When he opens his eyes Bruce is smirking back at him.

"Hal Jordan," he says, sounding about ten times more of a smug asshole than usual. "Are you trying to tell me that you're a virgin?"

"I hate you," Hal says, even though Bruce's hand is still on him, even though his hips are still thrusting into said hand. "I hate you an amount that doesn't even translate to earth quantity."

"It's okay," Bruce says, still smirking like the goddamn bastard he is. "I promise to be gentle."

And the really fucked up part is? Hal believes him.

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Hawkeye (Fraction run), Kate Bishop/Clint Barton, accidental marriage

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Green Lantern (comics), Thaal Sinestro/Hal Jordan, aliens made them do it

(No actual non-con, please!)

[streussal.livejournal.com]

Death Note, Mello/Near, didn't know they were dating

[streussal.livejournal.com]

Animorphs, any, post-war documentation fic