I'll tell you what I'd like to see...

[madmaninabox]

it's the
Throne of Shadows KINK MEME!!!

Here's how it go:
1) Come up with a shippy idea you'd like to see. A pairing (or OT3, or OT4, etc), and a prompt (like a word, a phrase, a picture, a kink/set of kinks, or even a specific scenario).
2) POST DAT. It's fun to go anon so nobody knows who posted the prompt, but posting logged in is cool too.
3) LOOK AT OTHER PEOPLE'S IDEAS AND THEN WRITE ONE. See what prompts ping you and let the words flow. The rating can be anything from G to XXX (this may be called the kink meme, but it doesn't have to be dirty), the word count is limited only by your inspiration. Post your fic as a reply to the prompt!
4) Rejoice in shippy, ficcy goodness!

SUPPLEMENTAL ROOLS:
!! If your fic contains smut and/or any common triggers, please warn!
!! There will be a thread at the top of the comments for people to opt their characters out of this meme. Please respect their requests.

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

Dorian and Devi https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R88COYbe4S0

fail!anon is fail.

[(Anonymous)]

It had been happening awhile now, behind closed doors. Out of sight, out of mind. Day time friends and night time lovers, or so the old song said. She was with Julian and Dorian... was Dorian. It would never work any other way. Enough burns and he was done with the idea of ever loving again. He was a lonely creature and she was his most trusted friend.

It made sense.

So much more then the first night it happened. Dorian and her had been arguing over something simple. Neither could recall who kissed first or how they ended up on the floor in a tangle of limbs and emotions. It made more sense to keep it as the mobs old name, Le cosa nostra; our thing. Don't give it a true name. Neither wanted to be hurt. Devi's relationship was much too sweet and Dorian didn't want anything more then the rush of pleasure that came from their weekly sin.

Half the fun was keeping it hidden, keeping it what they needed. It was not allowed to effect their friendship, if it ever did it was over. For now everything was perfect. Devi was watching him laying on her bed half asleep. She was idly tracing the light scars on his inner elbow. Blood letting form his mortal days he had explained once when she asked if they were hesitation marks. Old Medline yet still so much him.

'Hey baby!' Julian's voice came through the ear piece as her eyes went wide as Dorian's snapped open hearing it too. Dorian was up like lightning grabbing his clothes and quickly getting dressed. 'I'm on my way up! I found burritos!' He sounded so happy, it almost hurt, but would losing what the secret held hurt worse?

"Cool, I'll be here." She responded as he started to pull herself together. 'I'm heading to the door' he spoke as Dorian yanked his boot on and rushed to the table to open a book to fake reading.

Devi walked by casually to unlock the door being in a black dress and boots as she passed she stopped wiping a bit of lipstick off Dorian's cheek and turning the book right. She moved back to the table and sat beside him

"So, next week?" She asked as Dorian smiled.

"Next week." As soon as he said the words the door opened and Julian walked in all smiles with the take out.

"Hey Dorian!" He called out excited.

"Julian," he nodded. "I was just on my way out." he added as he stood and Julian waved.

"Nah, man! Stay, sit were all friends. Why not join us for dinner?" He asked as Dorian shook his head.

"I need something a little more raw then that."

"Blood time?" Devi asked, despite the fact he had fed on her during their romp moments before.

"Yes, sadly." he stood as Julian held a hand up to fist bump and Dorian just eyed the fist.

"I told you I wont do that." And he walked calmly on out leaving the book as Julian flopped down.

"We gotta get him laid." Julian joke as Devi shook her head.

"Last thing he needs is another woman in his life."