outofshadows | Shipping Meme

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.]

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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.

"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.

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.

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.

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.

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