Meh-me because it's Meh-onday

[kellifer]

This might help me re-kick start my cliche table fills.

1. genderswap (always opposite gender or magical, you pick)
2. bodyswap
3. drunk!fic
4. huddling for warmth
5. pretending to be married
6. secretly a virgin
7. amnesia
8. cross-dressing
9. forced to share a bed
10. truth or dare
11. historical AU
12. accidental-baby-acquisition
13. apocalypse fic
14. telepathy
15. High School / College AU

Pick a trope! Give me a fandom/pairing/verse! I'll tell you all about how it would go/write you a snippet/a bit of both!

Comments

[kellifer-fic.livejournal.com]

I kinda feel like girl!Derek would be a little wilder, a little freer, a little easier with the touches and batting Stiles around like he's a bunny she's about to devour.

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"Oh hey, this is, um..." Stiles is lost for words for once, but he wasn't exactly expecting to be tackled by Dee as soon as he entered the old Hale house. She's kind of crouching on his chest, fingers splayed over the wings of his collarbones and she's got this intent expression. "I didn't... have I done something?"

"Stiles?" Scott says, sounding like he's not sure whether he should be concerned or amused.

"Why do you... what is that?" Dee demands, curling down to press her nose into Stiles' neck and breathe deep. Stiles' toes curls. He's had dreams like this, except without Scott nervously hovering nearby.

"Oh, right! I didn't get to shower after practice. Sorry if I... oh, wow, inappropriate undressing!" Stiles yelps when Dee pushes his shirts up so they're bunched under his armpits. She now has her nose and open mouth against his sternum.

"I feel like I should be... somewhere else?" Scott says, now sounding extremely uncomfortable.

"No!" Stiles squeaks at the same time that Dee says, "Yeah."

"Boys are so lovely and pungent," Dee enthues against the skin of Stiles' torso. "Why do they mask it with chemicals." She rears back a little so she can pull a face, poking out her tongue and crossing her eyes. "Bleah."

Stiles should not find someone who can kill him so easily adorable. It really shouldn't be possible.

"How about we stop molesting Stiles, huh?" Scott says, finally scraping enough sense together to come to Stiles' rescue, just when Stiles was thinking that maybe he'd prefer Scott did make himself scarce. Scott's arms circle around Dee's middle and she's lifted off, grumbling as she goes.

[eclecticlioness.livejournal.com]

Oh my god. (snort) Awesome. I kind of love that. The random sniffing is just all kinds of hilarious...and oddly kind of endearing, mostly because of the face she makes. Also the visual of Scott dragging her off of Stiles with her making grabby hands (which ok is totally in my head but whatever) and grumbling makes me giggle. Like watching someone try and corral an oversized puppy that is being just a little too aggressively enthusiastic making friends.

[kellifer-fic.livejournal.com]

There would totally be grabby hands and Scott threatening Dee with a rolled up newspaper and she is all like, I'M AN ALPHA and he is like, you're not currently mine and that's my best friend and I have a thing about not watching him get dry humped, blech!

[eclecticlioness.livejournal.com]

(SNORT) I was unfortunately taking a drink as I read that and nearly drowned myself in my Dasani bottle. Just y'know thought you ought to know.
Also I can just picture the affronted look on her face...and Scott's face...and then there is Stiles off to the side looking slightly mortified and questioning EVERYONE'S life choices.

[kellifer-fic.livejournal.com]

ESPECIALLY HIS OWN.