If you knew me back when I was in high school or college you'd have guessed I was the gal most likely to never get married or have kids. So naturally the tropes you'd have expected me to love would be those with independent strong women who take their pleasure where they will, and never allow any one man to consume their emotions.
Sometimes I wonder where that rebel gal went. I guess that's why I've got so many tattoos. Instead I'm married going on 30 years and have raised 4 kids to adulthood. So what trope do I love? The independent woman who meets a man she can't live without. They have scads of great, hot sex, then decide that's a nice way to live, so they get married. Babies happen. Traditional. Vanilla.
When I tell people I'm an author, they're interested until I tell them I write romance. Then eyebrows raise and they snigger, insinuating that I must write stuff like that book-that-must-not-be-named. When I tell them there's no beatings or subjugation of the females in my books, they usually change the subject. Not only do I not want men who beat women, I also prefer what gets referred to as beta-males, the kind of men who love their mother and treat everyone with respect. Men who love to cuddle babies. Sigh...
I guess I'm embarrassed to tell anyone the kinds of books I like. Because not only do I read them, I write them. I sure hope I'm not the only one who prefers men without whips and women without flogging scars. And only one man at a time. And if they are shifters, sex only while in human form, please.
Okay, now I'm going upstairs to drink some warm milk with vanilla.