Shipping Meme

[thegreenwitch]

Welcome to the ToS Shipping Meme! The rules are simple.
1. Post your character/preferences.
2. Reply to other characters with one of the following scenarios
3. Ship it!
Remember, this is just a fun meme so you can ship things that would NEVER SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY in game. Yay for no in-character consequences to bad decisions.


SCENARIOS

1. Stupid Cupid Your characters stumble upon a room in the lab in the The Administrative Tower. A mist is in the air, something to help releive stress and make work production much better. Your characters may be close friends, strangers, or sworn enemies. Whatever the case is, they are now suddenly and inexplicably in complete and total love. They may or may not be aware that this makes no sense, but they can't help themselves.

2. Some Like It Hot Forget love and new beginnings. Something strange must be in the drink supply. There's no stopping you, even if you tried. Whoever you find first is the lucky person. Will you make it to a bed or not is anyone's guess.

3. I Can Hear The Bells Your characters are getting married. Maybe it's true love, maybe it's to get out of marrying Tristan, maybe you're being forced into it and this ship is a little dub-con, or maybe it's because you accidentally participated in some Nysgod ritual and weren't aware of its implications. Either way, the wedding is about to happen or just has. How do you feel about that?

4. I Don't Want To Go Your character has been determined to NOT be the one for Tristan. Whether or not they like it, they're being sent home. Do they choose to spend it with a close friend, with the one they love? Or maybe, do they decide to finally tell that person they've always had a crush on just how they feel? You only have one night left, what you do with it is up to you.

5. The First Time Your characters are interested in each other and it's time to do something about it. Either the first date, the first kiss, the first I love you....or some other significant first. Whatever it is, it's definitely time to take that step. So who's going to take the initiative?

6. The Morning After Your characters definitely went at it. Maybe it's the first time, maybe they're cheating on someone, maybe it was out of anger. Whatever the case, for some reason, it was significant and you're going to have to talk about it. Good morning, Starshine! The earth says it's time for some cuddling and/or awkward conversation.

7.Fuck The Man Tired of the rules, tired of the work hours? Why do it? Why not grab someone you like or dislike and slam them down in the staff room of the work space. Or against a tree in the park. Or even the landlady's office. They may not like it but who cares. It's time to work out some stress.

8. Potpourri Have another idea? Pregnancy, proposal, accidental body contact, trapped together, caught in the rain, hurt/comfort, etc? Go for it! Make your own scenarios up and run with them.

[ I totally stole the source code off the old one and altered it for the new setting, so ALLLLLL credit goes to the mods.]

Comments

Draco | OTA

[alphaophiuchi]

[artistwithasickness]

[ooc: 5 or 7? y/n?]

[alphaophiuchi]

[ooc: hell to the yes. Either or, bb - your call. C:]

It'll be the Arnold Palmer of shipping scenes. idk

[artistwithasickness]

Devi had officially passed the point of giving a fuck about her ten credits for the day and had stormed off her job. She had food at home, she could afford the loss.

Since she was in the Rec Building anyway, Devi headed towards one of the training rooms, dark gloves getting picked off her hand with a pointed efficiency and folded into her messenger bag. She needed something to do and walking around wasn't cutting it anymore.

I don't get this reference, but yes. 8D hopefully this is okay

[alphaophiuchi]

Draco always managed to finish his work a little bit earlier than everyone else; he was quite gleefully utilising his magic - but subtly; he didn't want to get caught, after all - and it was just convenient. When they'd been moved, he made a point of promising himself to get better at defending himself and making sure he actually remembered how to do so: he too was in a training room, currently beating on a heavy bag with an effort that suggested he'd actually been practicing. And in a t-shirt, no less.

He glanced back over his shoulder when he heard someone enter, offering a tired sort of smile when it turned out to be Devi, his eyes flicking thoughtfully over her in a rather unsubtle sort of way.

[artistwithasickness]

There weren't many other options when Devi stepped into the door. This place wasn't like the temple, with it's endless room and her precious gravity chamber, and her first stride falters at seeing Draco there. But he had already seen her and flight would be suspicious. Plus, there's a second bag and it's not an overly small room.

An eyebrow rose a fraction of an inch at him with a small curl of her lips; be it at the fact that he's working a bag, or the fact that he looked far too nice doing it. She made her way to a wall bound bench to unshoulder her messenger bag and work open the buttons on her jacket.

"Didn't think I'd see you here. The library not doing it for you anymore?"

[alphaophiuchi]

"Oh, the library does it for me just fine," he drawled, stepping away from the bag for a moment to give her a bit more of his attention. One hand massages the knuckles of the other; he was clearly not built for this sort of thing, not with those hands meant for playing piano, but he was certainly doing well enough to break a sweat.

"I just thought I'd branch out a little more. It never hurts to be prepared, I think." Possibly. "What brings you by?"

[artistwithasickness]

The jacket is shrugged off while he speaks to be folded and draped over her bag, leaving her in a black ribbed undershirt. She glances at his hands, noting the slight redness that his knuckles have taken from the use. "My inability to tolerate stupidity and a burning need to do something that doesn't involve plant tending. That and I'm well off any kind of training schedule."

Devi sits down long enough to pop off those stupid rain boots and pushing back to her feet once their discarded. "You should wrap your hands before you start. It'll help take some of the sting the hits out, ease that pain."

[alphaophiuchi]

He may or may not have let his eyes linger a little - for the sake of politeness, of course - as she removed her jacket, joining him a slightly more casual state of dress. "Well, that makes sense. This way you can beat out a little bit of the stress. Saves everyone around you from potential wrath being taken out on them," he nodded carefully, smirking, giving his knuckles another brief massage.

At her next comment, Draco just smirked. "Oh, I'm glad someone told me that before I started. It probably would have saved me the trouble of dealing with all this," he said, holding his hand up to show off that redness, and a faint bit of bruising around his knuckles. "Though I don't know - I think it makes me look sort of masculine, hm? Like I've gotten into a tussle and won."

[artistwithasickness]

"It's either beat it out here or go pick a fight with someone who can handle me." After all, Devi didn't attack defenseless people and the rest of her gardening team was just that. She looked at his hand again when it rose and after his comment, she drug a pointed gaze up him as though she were seeing him for the first time to evaluate, green eyes stopping to meet with grey.

Devi smirked back. "A bit yeah, but it might just be because you're shiny and you weren't doing too badly by yourself. And I'd ask if you asked anyone, but I'm pretty sure you didn't. Had you've, you could have save the marring of them." His hands that is and Devi gestures to them with a quirk of an amused eyebrow as she steps past him.

[alphaophiuchi]

"I'm sure there are more than just the two options," Draco replied mildly, pushing one hand through his hair before fluttering that hand through the air. "But if those are the two options you like, then far be it for me to deny you that."

He barely bit back a snigger, both brows rising a bit sceptically. "Shiny? Really?" A pause. "No, I didn't ask. Unfortunately, I had no idea who to ask, and I wasn't really that inclined to seem ignorant to everyone else around here." His eyes followed her as she moved around him, his body turning a little to follow along as well. "I'll endure somehow."

[artistwithasickness]

"Masochist," she replied, perhaps a little more coyly then she had intended, the curling grin shifting the words,"Far be it from you to deny me anything, but those are the only two options that I'm aware of. Unless you'd like to enlighten me?"

Devi came to a stop beside the punching bag and turned back around to face him, trying in vain to ignore the fact that she'd felt the gaze the whole way. "That way you won't seem to be the only ignorant one." There was an emphasis on seem that implied she knew that he was smart, despite any of his efforts.

[alphaophiuchi]

The gentle lift of his shoulder, timed with the upward curl of his mouth and downward turn of his eyes - almost ashamed or sheepish, if it weren't for that faintly wicked smirk - did nothing to suggest he was adverse to such coyness. He leaned against the heavy bag, one hand curling up around the top to hold onto it so he didn't just fall over when it moved. Though he wasn't entirely certain what made him so interested or intrigued at that particular moment in time, none of this seemed like a bad idea to the blond. Even though he was well aware she could probably kill him before he blinked if he said the wrong thing.

"Oh, you know - stress can be worked off in similar ways. Just as exhausting, if you're doing it right, but much less enjoyable by yourself. Unlike punching things, which is just fine by your lonesome," he responded, fluttering his free hand as he twisted a little, leaning into her space just a little bit more. His smirk was almost a leer, but somehow a bit more classy than that.

2

[somepartsbroken]

Something was in the air, something that just brought a desire out of Dorian. He had been walking with Draco talking about something to do with Magic when the feeling washed over him. He had to stop walking a hand moved up and was placed on Draco's shoulder.

He is so very warm The thought washed over his mind as he pulled the hand back, to pull Draco closer as he spoke two words out low, and with a rarely heard tone; desire. "Come here."

[alphaophiuchi]

Draco had been mid-gesticulation when Dorian suddenly stopped him. The gesture in and of itself wasn't wholly odd, but the words that interrupted were, and the blond found himself struck briefly speechless, floundering for some kind of response when he was pulled out of the easy movement that was walking. Finally, he managed to force something out, a mild little squeak of Pardon? as he stumbled closer to Dorian, one hand going to brace against his shoulder as he tried to figure out exactly what had just happened.

[somepartsbroken]

Whatever had hit the air, effected the vampire and he coldn't do more but look Draco over like he was the most seductive person he had come across in ages, my that suit was dashing after all.

Hearing the squeak of a word he reached up and placed a cool finger on Draco's lip. "You look devine my dear boy, good enough to eat." .... cause that's an awesome thing to say.

Leaning in closer he whispered. "I could make you come undone without so much as touching you below the chest." A challenge offered.

[alphaophiuchi]

As long as he considered the suit dashing, they were good to go. Oddly enough, Draco was finding this not nearly as strange as he probably ought to have. He merely flicked his eyes from Dorian's eyes to his mouth, falling silent when that fingertip touched his lips. His eyebrows arched up at the remark - he wasn't sure that was the best thing to hear from a vampire - but couldn't deny that the entire thing was oddly-

...well, erotic.

"Oh really?" He asked mildly, curiosity piqued.

[somepartsbroken]

Despite hating to wear them 3/4ths of the time anymore. Dorian still had mad love for how good any man could look in the proper suit. He could look down right debonair again if the right suit and hair style. Draco always looked perfect.

Dorian leaned in some. "What if I told you, I could make you moan like a wanton escort. With just my teeth, would you be interested?" He purred. He knew his kiss was just the start of the journey.

[alphaophiuchi]

Draco wouldn't have minded at all to hear that he looked perfect; that was always the goal. There was a certain sort of refined elegance that he always liked to present himself with. Mind, that just meant that it was even better a sight when people made him come undone, or so he'd been told.

Even now, there was a faint flush on his cheeks from proximity alone, from everything Dorian was suggesting; it caught him off-guard, and before he realised it, he was slowly nodding his head. "I'd say it was...definitely an interesting proposal," he exhaled quietly.

[somepartsbroken]

His hands quietly slipped around Draco to rest on the younger's hips ghosting his cool lips over Draco's neck. At least with the short hair he did not have to sweep it away. Being from the ages he lived through he knew how beautiful it was to make someone refined come undone. Even if he was never the most active of men after his wife and himself died. It didn't mean he never indulged in a bit of debauchery.

"Then simply say yes, and I will make these things come undone. I must hear it."

[alphaophiuchi]

His head tipped back slightly, freeing up a bit more of his throat to Dorian; his breath hitched a little, and after a moment's hesitation, he nodded. It wasn't enough. After a slow inhale, Draco let the affirmation out on the accompanying exhale: "Yes. Do it." The tone was part arousal, part exhilaration, part interest, and all in.

[somepartsbroken]

"As you wish." He practically purred against Draco's neck, shifting his head down to the nape of his neck the fangs freed and slowly piercing the skin. His hands started to explore over the shirt just a bit. It was a lovely shirt after all. Nice fabric.

The vampire took his time drinking slowly to prolong the pleasure that came with his bite, he's had people actually mess themselves more then once from his bite, the best perk of being an under sexual vampire was a bite that kept others from running. Hard to run when your minds exploding in a good way.

[alphaophiuchi]

Draco had a thing about being bitten most of the time, and that didn't even take into consideration vampirism. The vampirism, oddly enough, just made it better; it was mostly odd because Draco had such a thing about vampires. He liked so much to just ignore what they were and the dangers thereof.

But now that he was faced with a bite, he was finding that it really wasn't that bad at all. A low groan escaped him as Dorian's fangs pierced and sank into his skin, the sensation immediately going low in his body. It didn't matter that he'd been warned; there was no warning that could ever have prepared him for the sudden arousal that had him dragging Dorian that much closer, hands clinging tightly to the other man as he fed, fingers moving to tangle in his hair.

[somepartsbroken]

The taste of Draco's blood was sweet, mage blood always was, and though Draco was a wizard his blood still had that sweet taste that a mage would have. It earned a low throaty groan between two swollows of blood, a bit escaped the corner of his mouth rolling down his face.

His hands moved forward to tug and untuck Draco's shirt as he kept the bite going for a few seconds longer while the other was tugging him closer. Dorian had a thing about his hair being pulled which made him push a bit more against Draco to press his cool but hardening form against him, stupid pants getting in the way.

[alphaophiuchi]

It sent a shiver down his spine when he felt his blood rising up to Dorian's mouth, one of both arousal and mild concern simultaneously; however, he gave it no more than a moment's thought, focusing instead on the way the bite was making him feel. He never even thought it was possible to go from 0 to 60 in a couple of seconds like that, but it seemed like it was. At least, if the way he was almost painfully hard already was anything to go off of.

He arched into Dorian's hands, clinging to the vampire a bit longer as he pressed closer, almost illogically wanting to feel the rest of the other man against him. Still, he didn't want to move too much, not with Dorian's mouth on his throat like that; his Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed thickly, panting softly as one of his hands slid down to Dorian's waist, giving the hem of his shirt a pointed tug.