mirror in the sky (prompts post)

[harborshore]

Because my WIPs are either full of brooding mutants or dramatic musicians.

Stolen from torakowalski. ♥

Below are some fandom cliches taken from the tropes meme that went around a while ago. Pick one and give me a pairing (and some details if you want) and we'll see what I can come up with.

Preferred fandoms are: X-Men: First Class, Bandom (you lot know what I write), BTVS, DCU and Veronica Mars but I'm open to others as well. AU and genderfuck prompts are always more than welcome.

Each trope can only be picked once; pairings and fandoms can be re-used.

1. genderswap
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

ETA: 3 left! Genderswap, historical AU, and HS/college AU.

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[bunnymcfoo.livejournal.com]

YOU KNOW WHAT I'M GOING TO SAY, RIGHT??

Tim & Kon (or Tim/Kon) and Crossdressing (for justice! it's a total Batfamily subgenre, I shit you not).

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

"Ow," Kon says, squirming.

"It's not my fault you have enormous eyebrows," Tim says, squinting at the tweezer.

"I just don't understand why you can't be the girl," Kon says, and he knows he's sulking, but seriously. Tweezing. Cruel and unusual punishment, that's what this is. "This is cruel and unusual punishment, you know."

Tim sighs. "My cover is already established, I told you that."

Yes, fine, he did, but Kon could still be a guy.

Tim shifts (and that's the other part that is seriously cruel: Kon is wearing tights, the skirt being hung up to dry in the bathroom, and Tim is sitting on his lap, for fuck's sake) and tilts Kon's head again. "I need back-up, the invitation calls for a plus one so they're expecting a date, and I can hardly take a guy as my date into the Gotham Klan chapter."

Tim shifts again, and Kon is really glad Tim only reads minds when it comes to mission stuff. "Whatever," he says, clearing his throat, because he can see when he's been beaten. "I just wish the tights were more comfortable."

"Be grateful I'm not making you shave," Tim says, smirking, and for the fiftieth time, Kon wonders about the Bats and their scarily thorough approach to undercover shit.

"Yeah, thanks for that," he says, instead of asking questions he's asked before without getting good answers to (not even a picture, which, again, cruel).

"Hmm, I think that's done," Tim says, squinting at Kon's face. "I'll go get your bra."

Kon is pretty sure he isn't going to survive the night.