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Not much of a post but this has been rotting in my brain dungeon for soooooo long.
The "too many beds" trope reversal trope
Dear holy beings and whatever fuckery that exists in this plane of existence, you have no fuckin idea how I want actually content of Too Many Beds like imagine this :
You and your lover/friend/rival end up at a shitty hotel in the middle of god knows where. Every room is booked by couples to, y'know, do the deed. The receptionist dumped you and your companion in the only room available, the family room or something like that. You have no problem with needing to share, but this place is trash and the blankets are so thin. You sneak out of bed, tugging at your companion's blanket as they stir awake, grumbling at you for waking them out after they finally fell asleep. You whine, and crawl into their bed, and you cuddle... Or well, whatever you wanna do.
Bam, content. Now, time to go back into hibernation.
-Vandal