Shipping Meme

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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!

[ I totally stole the source code off the old one, so ALLLLLL credit goes to the mods.]

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[madame_de_pompadour]

She looked over his face, seeing not the scars or the wounds that he bore physically, but the burdens so clearly on his shoulders. He was frightened, that much was clear by his eyes. But there were wounds within his soul. Pain and anger, suffering and need. They were plain and bright, calling to her gentle nature and natural kindness to offer whatever balm she could.

"It is alright." She murmured to him, caressing his cheek gently. It was strange, but all at once, she was protective of him. Nurturing even. To a man that she did not know at all or know the name of. It didn't seem to matter. He needed her and she would shelter him. "Will you not speak to me?"

[isthistheregion]

When he finally spoke, it was with a tremulous voice that got stronger as the speech went on:

"Thou Sun, said I, faire Light,
And thou enlight'nd Earth, so fresh and gay,
Ye Hills and Dales, ye Rivers, Woods, and Plaines,
And ye that live and move, fair Creatures, tell,
Tell, if ye saw, how came I thus, how here?"

His eyes roamed over her face, and he touched her hair, softly, fingers trailing over stray strands until his hand circled around to her face. His fingertips trembled at her lips.

[madame_de_pompadour]

She took a shaky breath at his words, moved and touched that he would offer them so freely to her. A rare jewel in this place, as precious as the heart that beat within his chest. She knew the verse, having begun to educate herself with the various books in the library.

Gently, she answered back:

"Not of my self;
by some great Maker then,
In goodness and in power praeeminent;
Tell me, how may I know him, how adore,
From whom I have that thus I move and live,
And feel that I am happier then I know"

[isthistheregion]

It was as if they were speaking with one mind, or both native speakers of some new language who had never met before in their lives. She had understood the meaning behind his words and had responded in kind. His heart soared.

"Heaven's last best gift, my ever new delight." Finally he touched her face, the pad of his thumb brushing against her cheekbone. How could he express what she meant, what this moment meant to him except in poetry?

"I am lost for words. I am amazed." He spoke tremulously, now, in his own words. "If I did not know myself to be awake, I would insist that I were dreaming."

[madame_de_pompadour]

She grinned, giggling at the excitement that filled her heart. To be in love so deeply and fully, it was bliss. This temple seemed brighter and happier, so much more of a home now that he was here. If she felt lost or alone, all she need do was gaze into his eyes and peace would be found. "I find myself feeling the same," Reinette whispered, caressing his cheeks, wrapping her arms about him. "This day...I did not wake and feel that something so important would happen. It has though and I am so glad of it. I love you."

[isthistheregion]

He didn't know why he couldn't repeat the words back to her. They seemed so small for such a big feeling. He could only rest his forehead down onto hers and hold her close for a moment...

Until the exhilaration, the unbridled joy overwhelmed him and he had to move. He pulled away, but also took hold of her hands, crooked but strong fingers intertwining with hers. His meandering, excited feet took him in a circle, spinning them both around.

"Bid me to do anything for you!" he declared, and emphasized the gesture by letting go of one of her hands, making a grand sweeping gesture with his arm. "Anything in the world, and I will do it."

[madame_de_pompadour]

She laughed as he pulled her about, her face bright and overjoyed to be in this moment with him. To see him happy and so full of life. It was amazing and he was so beautiful like this. If her bidding him to do something would give him joy, she would ask for the moon and the stars. The world was full of possibilities and they had so much they could do and see together.

"Kiss me," she said, knowing that this was all she could want from him.

[isthistheregion]

"Every day," he promised. "Every moment, if I could."

But he was delaying the fulfillment of her wish. He tugged on the hand he was still holding, brought it to his lips. His lips were pressed together tight, not properly pursed -- but he couldn't be said to have had a lot of practice.

Twice he kissed her hand, and then her wrist, breathing in the perfume of her skin.

[madame_de_pompadour]

She smiled down at her love, the man she still did not know the name of. It didn't matter. As his lips brushed against her hand and wrist, she felt her heart leap in her chest. Reinette smiled, tears sprinkling across her eyes, the full level of her happiness and love overwhelming her mind.

"You are so perfect," she murmured to him, closing her eyes as she kissed the top of his head.