Tropes fic meme: Below are some fandom cliches - pick one and give me a pairing (and some details if you want) and we'll see what I can come up with
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The apocalypse is messy and Charles needs a new pair of shoes. He’s got bile and spit and blood all over the ones he has now and there’s a hole in the sole. Raven’s making noises at him about being a hipster and wearing Chucks with his suit but he doesn’t care. They’re raiding a store by sundown and he’s got three new pairs and a couple for Raven, if she ever decides she’s going to wear shoes
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Alex doesn’t like them. Alex doesn’t like anyone, from what she can see, and he’s kind of occupied watching her every move, like she’s about to go feral and bite his head off. She’s been making abrupt movements for the last half hour just to mess with him and Charles is torn between passing out with exhaustion and keeping an eye on her. He’s microsleeping, his head dropping a little until he snaps himself awake and this guy, Erik he’s just
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Charles wakes warm. It’s the first time in a while he hasn’t slept with one eye open and he doesn’t know why he feels so safe in a bed that’s not his own. He’s never been one to forget where he is when he wakes so he’s completely aware and present the second he opens his eyes and sees his sister curled on her side, huddled in his spare jacket from his pack. She looks so small and he can remember her at six, standing in his kitchen; she’d been so tiny and so alone it hurt to look at her. He has to wonder what her life would have become if he hadn’t invited her into the house. What his life would’ve been without her there
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