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

[cordelisse]

Oh fucking HELL.

The more skin to skin contact they had, the more Zoey burned with desire. It was heady, making her heart pound. He curled an arm around her and it sent a delightful shiver of want and need down her spine. God yes. It had been too long. And she ached with wanting him. As he began stroking her breasts and teasing her nipples once more she moaned into his mouth and arched against him, deepening the kiss as she lost herself in the feel of him, the taste of him. It had been a very long time since she had wanted someone quite this badly.

Despite her... distraction, there was no hesitation, no pause in her hand curled around his cock. Her strokes remained steady, the pace building.

[to_this_end]

Nick breathed heavily against her, hips jerking at her touch. He felt overwhelmed. Every inch of his skin was charged, a pulsing electric sensation running through him. He gripped awkwardly at her hip in some sort of frenzied need. How much was the room and how much was his body's reaction to stimulation after so long was anyone's guess.

And this was only from Zoe's hand.

He fumbled at her pants, trembling fingers making little progress. He could barely concentrate on what he was doing.

[pythianwoman]

Between the room’s influence and his reaction to her touch, it only fuelled Zoey’s own desire, intensifying the ache of arousal, making her breathless. She wanted him, NEEDED him, in a way that she hadn’t felt in a very long time. The sort of all consuming need that made her burn. The hand curled around his cock stroked faster.

She slid her unoccupied hand down between them, covering his trembling fingers for a brief moment, before she aided him in undoing the button of her pants.