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

Nott Caine | Vampire the Masquerade | men only

[nott_caine]

I so want to see this

7 : because I like rain clearly.

[dublinbrogue]

Getting caught in the rain hd not been part of the plan. Doyle was hiding away from his problems again and he knew the man he owed a fair bit of coin too was out looking for him. He hadnt told Nott of the problem but he had asked her to the bar all the same. When the rain started to pour he pulled her into the alleyway just under a storm drain barley enough room for one to be safe from the rain but still he tried to sheild her from it by putting her against the wall and holding her against his chest. Despite the danger stalking him it had been shaping up to be a beautiful night.

Hey, I like rain

[nott_caine]

She laughed happily, staring up into the sky as the rain showered down upon them in heavenly blessing. That had to be the reason for the storm, otherwise, why give them the chance to huddle together, soaked to the bone. She reached up, brushing his damp hair from his face. "You sure know how to show a girl a good time." She told him genuinely, this part being her favorite of the whole night.

[dublinbrogue]

He chuckled a bit as he leaned down a bit to push a kiss against her forehead. it was his turn to push wet hair from her face. "Aye, I know all the holes in the wall and all the best places to shoot the breeze....and clealy I pick the best weather for dates too." He teased in a playful tone holding her close all the same.

[nott_caine]

"You know, most girls wouldn't like an alley in the rain." Nott said, her nose scrunched at her playful grin. "But most girls are idiots. This is fantastic." She placed a kiss on his lips, the water pouring down their faces.

[dublinbrogue]

"Most girls think a good time is a movie and a cheap dinner. We know real fun. The joys o' bein' unchained from the laws of normal people." He responded as he deepened the kiss, a hand sliding into the back of her hair. "You're too good to me."

[nott_caine]

"Well most girls love a snappy dresser. I prefer mine a bit more antiquated." She laughed, tilting her head up into his kiss. "You know just how to flatter my vanity. Being good to you comes naturally."

[dublinbrogue]

"Antiquated? Nah, I prefer to call it vintage. antiquated would mean frills and all that, and I'd not do that unless you asked me and we were alone." Because he couldn't tell her know if she asked, he knew he could look fantastic when he wants but if shes happy with him as he is why change? "We got a good thin' I don't even want it to change." He spoke inbetween kisses. "I'm lucky to have a woman as good as you."

[nott_caine]

"Now that's a word I like. No way in hell would I put you in the clothes from my time. I prefer your bowling shirts and jacket." She pulled at his jacket collar, bringing him in for more kisses. "I think we do too. Though I'd say I am the lucky one."

[dublinbrogue]

"Good, cause I hate suits. I'll only wear them when I got too. Or the girls demand it." Pasha had asked him to wear a suit to her wedding so he would. She was like the sister he never had. So she got a bit of leeway to get him to do a lot. He grinned playfully at her tugging of the jacket. "Good to know you approve. I think you look good in everythin' and everythin' you wear looks good on me floor." He had to slip that in he'd been good lately. "Not true, we are the lucky ones."

[nott_caine]

"Then I look forward to seeing you in a suit for that ball you mentioned. You do always seem to find ways to get me into dresses and then out of them." She retorted, not one to pass up the chance to join him for a few ribald jokes.

"I agree, lucky us."

[dublinbrogue]

"The bride made me promise I'd wear a suit for the weddin' too. Pasha's a good friend. She's also a friend o' your sisters." He explained in case she didn't know. "I'm gonna hassle the groom in a few days since none o' her brothers are here to do it." He seemed amused by the idea before leaning in to kiss along her neck column. "What can I say, I think you look beautiful in dresses. I don't expect anything but gettin' to see you in such thin's is a beauty I love. Like a private gift and they look mighty good on the floor." he enjoyed her joking back.

"Together we're unbreakable."

[nott_caine]

"Nothing is more fun than hassling a potential beau. I had a lot of fun doing that to Diana's dates. Course, she didn't think too much of it. Still, at least you are looking out for Pasha. I am glad to see you protective of those you care about. It's a quality I love in you." She grinned, tilting her head to the side to give him better access. "Well, I do enjoy the many ways you put them on the floor."

7 hurt/comfort? pardon my awkward.

[capt_forehead]

He'd gotten Nott against the wall, a conversation about god knows what forgotten at the way side as Angel's mind shut off. One hand slips up around the back of her neck and Angel leans in, dragging her halfway to crush their lips together.

Why hello Angel!

[nott_caine]

This certainly had been a strange turn of events. Not that she hadn't considered what it would be like to pin Angel to the wall and have her way with him. Seems like wishes did come true. The conversation was long ago forgotten, Nott concentrating solely on his kisses, her hands running over his muscles and arms.

Hello there. *eyebrow waggle.*

[capt_forehead]

His hands push up under her shirt eager for the feel of soft skin under his hands, fingers sprawling across her spine, lifting her up and closer to him. Angel breaks the kiss, lips whispering across her jaw as he makes his way to her neck. Flat teeth bite playfully, encouragingly on her, his tongue darting out to taste her skin once or twice.

I see we're getting acquainted

[nott_caine]

She tore at his shirt, hardly patient to feel and taste him. It wasn't hard to locate a familiar scar on his neck, her flat teeth dragging over it, her tongue worrying the spot fanatically. She growled, wrapping her legs around him as she held the wall for support.

Apparently so. Blame Koko, she got me to do it.

[capt_forehead]

The teeth on his neck and the growl was enough to make Angel heady with desire. When her legs wrapped around him, he shifts his hands to help support her weight. Angel turns them and walks them across the room to the table in the middle of the room. It was vacant of any decorations, thankfully, and Angel sets her down so his hands are free. He pauses, leaning back enough to look her in the eye.

"Tell me to stop." A free out. He won't continue unless he knows that it's ok.

Awesome! I was still trying to think of one to do between them. Saved me time

[nott_caine]

She was already squirming out of her flannel shirt when he paused. A cheeky grin came to her lips, uninterested in being proper or fleeing from something so delicious and heady. "Okay," she replied with a tilt of her head. "Stop. Stop talking and kiss me again."

[capt_forehead]

He grins, pleased with her answer and with her spunk. His shirt is quickly shed and he's touching her again, a hand buried in her hair, tugging her head backward enough for him to dive in and bite at the side of her neck. His arm pulls her against him, his hips circling forward against her.

[nott_caine]

He had enough scars to occupy her hands, eager to suck and nip at every line on his body. He had lived a long life, just as long as hers. They had carried the weight of their mistakes on their shoulders, but could release in similar ways. With every roll of his hips, she tightened her legs around him, grinding against him eagerly. Neither needed breath, which worked out in their favor. She couldn't imagine stopping the kisses along his skin, there was no going back.

[capt_forehead]

Angel nearly purred, the rumble coming low from the back of his throat. One hand runs up her side, gathering an ample breast in it and squeezing firmly. With a thrust against her for emphasize, he mutters around his kisses on her. "Pants."

[nott_caine]

It didn't need to be repeated. She dove forward, yanking at the belt to his pants, scrambling to unbutton them before turning her attention to the last of her clothes. She squirmed under him, kicking off her jeans and knocking them to the floor.

/hides

[capt_forehead]

His slacks pool around his ankles and he steps out of them, kicking them out of his way. Since Nott was a vampire, Angel's touch was more commanding and his desire demanded satisfaction. He pulls her til her ass is close to the edge of the table and lines himself up with her. Locking eyes, he silently questions her, pausing for a half second. He was still a gentleman. With no protest, he sinks himself in her, a groan of pleasure breaking from him.

I love how they jump from fighting to this

[nott_caine]

The table shook as he pushed himself inside, Nott giving a loud moan of delight, digging her legs around his waist. The wood creaked under her weight, but at the moment it was the furthest thing from her mind. She sprawled out on the table, oddly content with her position and the feel of him against her. So long as the table held her as their pace increased.