Monday - Manners

[trinityday.livejournal.com]

Hi everyone! I'm trinityday and I'll be your guest host this week.

Today's theme is manners.

Ps & Qs. Social graces. Poise and deportment. Some people's default mode is to be polite. Others... not so much. So tell us about your characters following proper etiquette, their mishaps, everything that has to do with manners in general.

For the sake of our code monkeys, please remember not to go crazy and to limit yourself to 3 prompts per genre and 5 prompts in a row total. If your prompts get answered, then feel free to leave some more later in the day.

Spoilers are not allowed in your prompts until a week (7 days) has passed from the original air date. If there are spoilers in your fic, please remember to warn people by bolding and leaving at least 3 spaces.

Also, remember to thank your fic provider. Not only is it the nice thing to do, but it often helps encourage them to write even more.

The proper formatting for leaving your prompts is as follows, the third example being for crossovers:

Harry Potter, Lily/James, it's polite to reciprocate oral sex
Doctor Who, Doctor/Donna, the correct form of greeting on Earth in the 73rd century
Torchwood/Highlander, Methos/Jack, the proper etiquette for attending your own funeral

If none of today's prompts catch your eye, there's always the Lonely Prompts list to look through.

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[faile-neume.livejournal.com]

DCU, Zachary Zatara/Tim Drake, boarding school etiquette

Bwhahahaha! TAG!

[munnin-odanin.livejournal.com]

“Why do you do that?” Zach demanded as he did up the last button.

“Do what?” Tim asked mildly, sitting on the bed cross-legged, his chin resting on is hand as he watched Zach intently.

“Watch me dress!” Zach replied pointedly, turning his back as he shimmed into his trousers. “It’s just...creepy. A gentleman would look away. It’s only polite.”

Tim’s eyebrow shot up, an expression that would be lost behind a mask. “A gentleman? When do you learn to be one of those?”

“I did go to a private boarding school after all.” Zach announced haughtily as he set to work on is bowtie, glaring at Tim’s reflection in the mirror. “When you share a room with five other boys one must adhere to strict etiquette or everything falls into chaos.”

“Let me get this straight,” Tim started, slowly unfolding himself the bed. “I can have mad, passionate sex with you - all over your kitchen bench, share a shower with you, and fall asleep naked with you but can’t watch you get dressed?” He stretched and yawned, arching is lithe body back in a way he knew showed it off to its best advantages, trying to hide a smile as Zach when red with the effort of not to stare at him in the mirror. “You’re a weird one.”

“You can talk! I’ve never seem someone so happy to get naked at the drop of a hat.” Zach’s attempt to sound indignant came off somewhat more as flustered.

“Really?” Tim asked, as he started to search for his clothes. “Remind me to introduce you to my brother.”

Zack scrunched up his nose at the thought of Dick naked. It was far too easy to imagine. “Are all you bat-brats so immodest?”

Tim gave him a long, withering look. “Not all of us have the pleasure of being able to swap our clothes with a magic word. Sometimes people’s lives depend on how fast we can change in or out of costume. Modesty just isn’t a relevant issue.”

Zach arched an eyebrow at him. “Don’t tell me Batman makes you practice stripping?” The words were out of his mouth before he’d had time to think too hard about that mental image and instantly regretted it. Batman holding a stopwatch as Tim and Dick raced to get naked... What was brain bleach backwards again?

Tim shrugged, fishing his tights up from behind the lamp and sitting to slide them on. “Not as such but he did train us not to be aware but not self-conscious about our surrounding while getting changed. It was more about protection our identities than anything else so in the cave or training together it really wasn’t an issue.”

Zach shuddered as the next metal image filtered though his head – Batman (dressed in nothing but the cowl) supervising Nightwing and Robin train (wearing nothing but their masks.)

“Zack? Are you alright? You’ve gone an interesting shade of red.”

Zack pushed his hair back out of his face, trying to not to look as embarrassed as he felt. “We should be getting to the Tower. Wouldn’t do to be late.”

“Wouldn’t do to be half naked either. Did you see where the rest of my clothes went?”

Re: Bwhahahaha! TAG!

[faile-neume.livejournal.com]

Oh my goodness yes. I can so imagine Tim watching Zat dress. And Zat being slightly freaked out by it. I do feel sorry for Zat, thinking about Batman in naught but the cowl would be quite traumatising.

You got the banter between these two perfect. You should definitely write lots more Zat/Tim.

[munnin-odanin.livejournal.com]

Few people can stand up to the Tim Drake Stare of Intense Interest without feeling at least a little nervous.

Why thank you. All I know of Zat is from reading your stuff so I’m glad it’s working.

[faile-neume.livejournal.com]

There's not much of Zat in the actual comics, and when he does turn up he's just an obnoxious, snarky bitch. I tend to take some liberties with his personality when writing him ^_^;

Re: Bwhahahaha! TAG!

[tresa-cho.livejournal.com]

Hahahaha! Great!

[munnin-odanin.livejournal.com]

Glad you liked it.