Shipping Meme

[shadowmods]

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 temple that is dedicated to Berkano, which is the rune of love and new beginnings. Think Midsummer Night's Dream. 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. Your characters have ACTUALLY stumbled upon a room in the temple that is dedicated to Kenaz, the rune of fire, passion, and sex. There's no stopping you, even if you tried. Luckily, the room is prepared for that, and comes equipped with a bed. Whether or not you guys make it that far across the room is another question.

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. 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.


NOTE: Feel free to throw any mirrors into play if you're interested!

Comments

[to_this_end]

At least, once given in to, it was easier to exercise some manner of control. Not control enough to stop, of course, but to slow down at the very least. They weren't animals, for god's sake! He slowed the kiss, trying to find some balance between what the room was doing to him and what he himself actually preferred, as far as intimacy went. And hurried encounters were certainly not it.

Hell, he wasn't even physically aroused yet. A few vague twitches were all the reaction his body could manage thus far.

4

[itwasrhetorical]

Glinda hadn't expected to be chosen. She'd wished for it. She'd hoped, prayed and even dreamed of it. But it seemed that she wasn't the one. Not surprising really given the fact there were so very many wonderful people there.

It was like the natural light and bubble had been clean knocked out of the witch after being told that she was going to be sent home. But if she only had one night left before being sent back with no memory of the whole sorry business, there was only one thing that she could do, and it certainly wasn't going to be sitting about moping and feeling sorry for herself.

It was really just an overwhelmment of emotion that caused her to act so irrationally, find the Doctor, fling her arms around him and kiss him.

[waspromisedcake]

[Chell is definitely eager to learn all she can about how normal humans do things, and as the conversation goes on, she wonders if her situation is dire. She's really far behind, isn't she?]

No. Kissing's one of those important parts, isn't it?

[capt_forehead]

[He's not good at this. He never has been. It takes him a good thirty seconds to formulate thought, his gaze still locked on their intertwined hands.]

Then we saved each other.

[He looks back up at her now, hoping that she understands what that statement really means.]

But just because you chose him doesn't mean that you're loosing me. I'm still here..

Where else would I go?

[dublinbrogue]

"You've given me more then enough with just giving me your heart." He spoke softly Laying back and pulling her with him to hold her against his chest for now. A few kisses placed around her face, he needed to shave he had stubble from the day before casting a shadow across his face enough to scratch as he placed those kisses around her face. Such trivialities seemed like moments that would steal her from him however.

[cordelisse]

Rush’s slowing down gave Zoey a desperately need momentary reprieve. Time to breathe. And think. Which was probably not the best thing, given that they were currently headed directly towards a temple-room-influenced shag. Her hands slid out of his hair and down to his shoulders. Breaking the kiss for just a moment, she pulled back ever so slightly (she wasn’t sure she could move any further away from him), exhaling unsteadily. Then she cupped his face gently with her hand, brushing her thumb lightly across his cheekbone (I’m sorry) and kissed him again. Unhurried, slowly.

If they were going to do this; and there wasn’t much choice in the matter... she would do everything she could to see that he at least enjoyed himself. They could deal with the awkward fallout later.

[to_this_end]

Oh, his traitorous body. It was delighting in this, in being given attention it had long since dismissed.

"If you'd rather just...get this over with, I understand," he managed, finding it easier to speak now that he'd given in. "But I haven't had much interest in quick shags since I was in my twenties."

Which was exactly the age of the young woman currently caressing his face. If they had to do this, at the very least they could attempt to find some way to be comfortable with it.

[cordelisse]

“Never been particularly keen on quickies myself,” Zoey told him honestly. There was no point in being anything but, seeing as how they were going to end up some degree of naked and shagging eventually. The ease of the words was... surprising. Of course. We gave up fighting. Somehow that didn’t make her feel any better.

“I had thought...” she laughed softly. “I figured you would probably rather get this done with.” She wasn’t his type, after all, and this was directly due to the bloody room they were standing in.

[to_this_end]

That earned a chuckle from Rush.

"As insane as it makes my life sound, this sort of thing happens, when dealing with alien cultures. Never to me beforehand, but I've read reports. Pheromones or certain drugs or even particles inherent in an alien atmosphere can have...unconsidered results. Such as these. Or much worse."

They hadn't begun seeping blood out their pores, after all.

"And let's be frank: I'm a fifty four year old man who hasn't been intimate with anyone in nearly a decade. I don't know if I can just get it done with."

He had to be realistic. This wasn't a simulation, where everything worked perfectly well and he could perform as he had when he was twenty years younger. Temple magic or whatever it was only went so far - the spirit eager, the flesh slow on the draw.

[advancedbosoms]

Well...

[Her thumb presses against his palm, rubbing a small circle there.]

Maybe, whatever happened--or happens--in this room doesn't have to leave this room?

[capt_forehead]

[He gives her a soft smile.]

I won't say anything if you won't.

[That way it doesn't upset her life. And Angel won't have to deal with a very pissed Gunslinger at his door.]

[cordelisse]

“And what does it say about my life that it doesn’t sound all that insane,” Zoey replied, sounding more than a little amused. “In the grand scheme of the strange and unusual...” She’d met a... being who could steal the appearances of others and whose Reflections moved of their own accord. Spent time in a genius loci that was shaped like a carnival and could travel the multi-verse of its own accord. This wasn’t the weirdest thing to happen. It was the most... sex-related thing to happen, but not really the weirdest. “I really shouldn’t be surprised.”

She pressed a feather-light kiss to his lips. “Well then,” she said, coming to a decision that had already been made. “We’ll just take our time then, shall we?” It had been a long time since she’d gone and seduced anyone... this was going to be a comedy of fucking errors.

#3

[advancedbosoms]

Okay, so she hadn't meant to marry Spike.

You drink some grog, you dance around a fire with someone, you let someone tie a ribbon around your hand. It's all in good fun. You don't expect to be informed that you just tied the knot.

She sat on the edge of the bed in the wedding chamber of the temple, where they'd been brought and told to consummate the relationship. Cordelia had been sitting silently on the bed for a good three or four minutes now, trying to figure out how they'd wound up in this situation.

"Maybe," she finally said, "It doesn't stick if we don't actually have sex."

[to_this_end]

"Nothing that happens in this place can really be surprising anymore," Rush agreed. "Though it's most certainly awkward...."

He simply reminded himself that it could be worse. "At least we can be assured neither one of us will...turn this into anything more than it is. Or be indiscreet." He hardly wanted word of this getting out. He wasn't ashamed, but... sex was a private thing. What he did behind closed doors, for whatever reason, was his business and no one else's.

Or he liked to think of it that way, his experiences on Destiny had been quite the opposite. The whole damned ship knew he'd gotten stuck in the simulation due to indulging his libido. Hopefully there would be no ill consequences this time - it was hardly their decision!

"I suppose we should get on with it. You'll have to forgive me. It's been a long time, and I haven't been with anyone but my wife or my..." What on earth was Amanda? "My life partner since I was in college."

It was only fair that Zoey knew what she was getting here. An old man who hardly remembered how these things went in the real world.

#4 because I have to

[advancedbosoms]

[Cordelia Chase doesn't often cry.

Sure, it happens occasionally to anyone. You're in enough pain, your dog dies, whatever. But she's never been someone who really reacts to things with tears. She gets mad or she finds a way to fix her problem. She doesn't weep.

Except now. Waiting for Bert to come back to their room, curled on her side on their bed, she lets the tears leak onto her arm, silent sobs eventually causing her shoulders to shake.]

[advancedbosoms]

[She smiles, soft and tentative--an unusual look for the girl in question.

And then, a tender hand presses to his cheek as Cordelia draws the vampire down into a kiss.]

5 Feel like dealing with Angelus?

[capt_forehead]

B'awwww!

[ka_mai]

[He comes in quietly, on bare feet. He watches her, frowning, announcing his presence with the click of the door shutting behind him. He isn't certain what to do, how to offer comfort. He's never seen her like this, so openly devastated and obvious in her pain.]

It's alright, dear heart.

[He crosses the room slowly, like a man walking to his own execution.]

Bring him on! XD

[cordelisse]

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[capt_forehead]

Angel walked a lot. It helped cleared his mind and gave him exercise. It also gave him a reason to nose about in rooms. He was always curious as to what the Temple would offer him next.

A door opens to for all intent, looks like a little secret garden. It even had jasmine growing, one of Angel's favorite flowers. Night-blooming, just like him.

[advancedbosoms]

[She shakes her head. She won't look at him, can't look at him.

Her heart is breaking so swiftly that she's sure she can hear it cracking with her own ears.]

It's not alright.

Nothing is alright. [Cordelia's red fingernails dig into the pillow beneath her, harder and harder, as if she's hoping to break through their fabric coverings.]

[capt_forehead]

He'd finally tracked down (who he thought) was Darth Nobi's hot little firecracker of a companion. Her eyes reminded him to much of Francis, of how attached Angel was and that twisted huge little part of him felt like taking it out on her. Plus, her mouth curved in the sexiest way when she was angry. Angelus did love his entertainment with a kick.

"Look who we have here." That tilted smile of his is charming, but nearly oozes with deviant intentions.

[ka_mai]

[He sits on the side of the bed, hands dangling between his knees.]

I know. But it will be. We knew...

[They knew it could happen. He didn't realize there would be warning, though. That they would have to suffer through the knowing first. It was so much harder this way. Like tugging a bandage slowly off of a raw wound. It was sommat that ought be done quickly and coldly and afore anyone e'en realized it was happening.]

[advancedbosoms]

I won't remember you.

[There's a beat of silence before she goes on.]

Maybe that's better. Easier. But it seems worse. Like I'm just going to be lonely for something and not know what it is. [She begins to turn, but looks away again.]

I don't want to leave, Bert.

[ka_mai]

I don't want you to leave either.

[He doesn't bother to hide the emotion in his voice. He's never been one to hide his feelings.]

I don't want you to forget me, and everything we had. I want you to stay, have a life with me. Hell, e'en if'n we have to forget when we leave here...I'd go to your world. It wouldn't be the same, but...

[They were supposed to be together. He believes this. They're bound together, an-tet.]