to cliche or not to cliche... has never been a question.

[angelgazing]

Right. I've had something of a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad week, and from what I understand, I am not alone. Add in the fact that Remix X signups are opening VERY SOON and I don't qualify for the fandoms I'd like to write in most... The obvious answer is the thing that makes me happiest in the world. CLICHES. So, whatever, let's do a thing.

The Multi-Fandom Cliche Meme

Fake boyfriends, accidental marriages, and amnesia, OH MY!

Any fandom, any rating, any pairing, any cliche. Pick your poison and bring it to the party, because everybody loves a good cliche.

Steve and Bucky undercover at a gay club, dancing close and wanting things they shouldn't? Nick and Monroe make out for cover and realize they don't want to stop? Agent Coulson gets magicked into a toddler and the Avengers have to care for him? Who has to cuddle for warmth? Who has to share a bed with their UST and the object of their lust because there's only one room at the inn? Who can survive the zombie apocalypse, but worries their feelings may do them in? Who has to get someone out of their wet clothes before the teeth chattering does them both in? What about the time Character A has a minor sickness/injury and Character B fusses and Character A is grumpy and THERE IS ALL THE LOVE EVER? What about the one where everyone thinks they're a couple? Where a trip to Vegas/Canada means they wake up married? Or the one where they don't realize they are TOTALLY MARRIED until they start getting toasters and blenders from their friends? What about that road trip across the country that someone has always wanted to take?

Whatever your cliche, whatever your fandom, whatever your character, whatever your medium. I want them all.

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THERE BANNER ACHEIVED

[chaoticallyclev]

Merlin, Merlin/Arthur Ponies!

[playinthewaves]

BECAUSE WHAT CLICHE MEME IS COMPLETE WITHOUT PONIES, AMIRITE
(made with the pony creator on Deviantart, except the wonky scarf is mine bc apparently neckerchiefs are not part of pony fashion)
Also, Merlin has a horn and gold eyes because MAGIC (and 2AM logic).



I promise when I am not so tired I will come back and right cliche "we've been turned into ponies and the castle is drafty" cuddlefic.

[renne]

Steve and Bucky undercover at a gay club, dancing close and wanting things they shouldn't?

I NEED THIS MORE THAN I NEED AIR.

H50 FICLET: Sunshine and Sea Water Blues

[chaoticallyclev]

Do totally married cops griping at each other and being in love count as a cliche? ... let's say yes, shh just go with it. Also, it is almost 3 am, so I should not be writing, titling, or coding anything at this time lol whoops.

Sunshine and Sea Water Blues

See, he should have known better. They were three days into the work week and there hadn’t been any shoot-outs, car chases, or even a chance for some hand-to-hand combat. This should not have lulled him into a false sense of security. Like somehow he was going to have a normal work week for the first time in months, you know? Maybe do a little paperwork, follow up on some cold cases, all that routine police work. But Danny’s partner was Lieutenant Commander Steve McGarrett. Meaning, all that normalcy? Should be probably be considered waiting in the eye of the hurricane, because craziness apparently collects rollover minutes.

“I just figured out what your problem is,” Danny says. “You think you’re Batman.”

“I—what?”

“You know, the caped crusader of the night. The only idiot who didn’t have superpowers and would leap off giant buildings and fucking fly? That is you, my friend. Batshit insane.”

“I do not-“

“Why are you talking? Don’t just—you are going to shut your mouth for a minute here, okay? Do you think you can do that?”

Steve opens his mouth— to argue, Danny’s sure— but Danny shushes him. Amazingly, he stays quiet for almost exactly sixty seconds.

“I just want you to know, this wasn’t my fault.”

“Right. Well, I understand that you don’t necessarily cause such events. Necessarily. But, but, you should admit that you played a part in this. As in, if you weren’t a complete lunatic, this might not have been as crazy as this is.”

“It’s not that bad, Danny, okay? We’ll just wait here until Chin and Kono show up; it’ll be fine.”

“It’ll be fine, he says. We’ll just wait here, he says. Well, Steven, where the fuck else are we going to go? We are on a tiny little row boat in the middle of the fucking ocean, with no way to steer. What about this scenario seems fine to you?”

Steve shrugs. “Waves are pretty calm and it isn’t raining.”

Danny freezes. “No. No, no, tell me you did not just say that. Why would you say that? Now it’s jinxed, and I repeat, your fault.”

“Danny, come on.” Steve gestures with hit palms out and open, like that would do anything to mollify him. “It’s fine. Chin and Kono have probably got our guy by now and are on their way.”

Grumbling, Danny settles down in the boat, squinting against the glare of the sun reflecting off the waves. No storm clouds were gathering to back-up his assertion that Steve had jinxed them. Typical.

Steve lets out a noncommittal hum and fixes Danny with a soft stare.

“What?” Danny snapped, more than a little an edge still from the hellhole this day has been.

Reaching a hand up to rest gently at the back of Danny’s neck, Steve pulls his in for a lazy kiss. Danny lets himself leans into it for just a moment before pulling back.

“Oh, no. I am not making out with you in a tiny little boat in the middle of the ocean. Down that path lies certain doom, and I won’t have it,” Danny says firmly.


But that’s exactly what they are doing when Chin and Kono find them 20 minutes later, too distracted in each other to even hear the speedboat approaching.

“So, should we come back later?” Kono tease as Steve and Danny break apart reluctantly.

“You know, as your superior ranking officers, you would think,” Danny grouses, “that we would be entitled to some respect.”

Kono laughs, helping Danny up over the side of the boat. “Just saying.”

“Well, don’t just say.” Danny begins squeezing the salt water out of his pant leg.

“We’ll be back on the island soon enough,” Chin interjects, “then you and Steve can have all the alone time you want.”

The amount of professionalism in this place, boy, let Danny tell you.

Steve launches himself up onto the boat, brushes himself off, and gives Danny one of those goofy little grins of his.

“And you, don’t even get me started on you.” Danny points at him threateningly.

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Steve murmurs, knocking his shoulder against Danny’s for a moment, and Danny thinks, later.

thanks to angelgazing for being awesome and also helping me end things because OH MY GOSH I CAN NEVER END THINGS ANYMORE.