the sex pollen meme

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The Sex Pollen Meme

This is a highly sexual and somewhat dangerous meme! Many if not all options are potentially triggering. Please use your best judgment before participating.

1. Comment with your character, putting their name, canon, and any prefs (e.g. women only, not #4, AU, aged up, etc.) in the subject line and/or comment.
2. When other characters tag in, they'll use this handy RNG (1-9) to pick an option from the list below.
3. Have fun, sex peeps up, ???, profit.

Options:

1. The Slutty One: When you're sprayed with this pollen, all you wanna do is bang. All inhibitions go out the window—if you don't get some orgasms pumping out, your whole world is gonna end. Seduction, debasement, that's what this option's all about. Do whatever it takes to get that sweet, sweet satisfaction.

2. The Violent One: This pollen makes you wanna bang, sure, but it also makes you pissed as fuck. Everything's painted in red—the anger's overwhelming. Whoever you see next? That's who's taking the full force of your assault. You don't know if you wanna punch 'em or kiss 'em, but something's gonna happen.

3. The Soulmate One: There's only one person the pollen is driving you to find, driving you to romance, driving you to be with—biblically. And maybe it's not someone you want to be this attracted to, but your mind/body/spirit—everything's saying yes. Even if your sensibility alone says no. Time to hunt out your soulmate and convince them this is destiny.

4. The Touch-based One: This pollen works a tad differently from the others. Instead of dousing an individual and making them need, it waits until they've touched someone. It could be the slightest brush of fingertips, it could be a kiss from an already willing lover. Whatever it is, the pollen's activated, and there's no going back. Every touch feels a little bit better than the last.

5. The Possessive One: This sex pollen is the lovechild of options 2 and 3—a pollen that makes you crazy about that one particular person. You've gotta have them, protect them, own the moment. There's no one you'd rather be 'sharing' this with, and no one they're allowed to. Jealousy and need taken to the highest level.

6. The Snuggly One: The lightest of all the sex pollens, this variety just asks for some good, snuggly fun. Not necessarily vanilla, but definitely kinder. A hug can be just as good as a handjob if it's from the right person. Kinda.

7. The Hallucinogenic One: Whooooa, man. This is a trip. Nothing's looking quite right, the sky is purple, the ground is pitch black, and the person in front of you looks like your latest wet dream. This pollen clogs the mind and leaves its victim feeling high and confused. What a predicament.

8. The Animalistic One: Speaking of dulled down thought processes—this pollen has removed all of them. Nary a one remains, because now you're pure animal, living in the moment, looking for a mate. Your ability to speak in more than hisses and growls and monosyllabic conversation's been compromised. Let's hope it passes.

9. Wild Card: Mixup, mashup, do whatever you like.

Comments

Jake Long (21 yrs old) | AD; JL | ota

[legitandlegal]

Izaya Orihara | DRRR!! | OTA

[johnnyyongtroll]

The Summoner | Homestuck | OTA

[rebull]

isaac lahey | teen wolf

[clawstrophobic]

[m/m or female game/castmates preferred.]

Numbers are silly.

[teenyoda]

Rules to live by, by Stiles Stilinski. If you've been part of some hinky sacrifice deal that has to do with some magical druid tree stump, a good rule of thumb is to not go to the magical druid tree stump after it happens. He'd gone back mostly so that he'd always remember where it was and to try not to see the place that had almost killed his dad and Scott's mom.

He hadn't expected some weird yellow flower that had been growing nearby to suddenly explode in some equally weird glittery puffball in his face. Second rule; avoid low hanging flowers that were blooming in nearby trees.

It had tasted weird and had taken a while to clear from his eyes, but eventually he could see again. When he could, he found himself headed for his jeep. Where was he going? Oh, right. He had to go see Isaac.

Why?

He paused getting into the jeep, thinking about that. Well, because he wanted to, of course. Oh, right. He started the jeep and headed off, the drive to Scott's passing by surprisingly quickly. He didn't bother knocking, never had, and he walked inside, heading towards the guest room that was now Isaac's room. Again, no knocking, but he stopped in the doorway, looking in at him with a small smile. "Hey."

james t. kirk ➞ star trek (AOS) ➞ ota

[emboldened]

dean winchester | supernatural

[arighteousman]

[m/m or female game/castmates preferred.]

i got... four...

[forzare]

[ As far as Harry knows, he's a-okay until the moment he snatches for Dean's wrist on reflex, and then it's like his stomach's flipped upside-down and decided to do the conga. It hits him that hard, and he lets go as quick as he can. Like he got burned, just as bad as he did once long ago. Except he isn't on fire, not that he can see, it's just achy and uncomfortable, like all his insides got too big for his skin.

It's really uncomfortable. And when Harry gets uncomfortable, he does one of two things: he cracks inappropriate jokes, or he bolts. This time, he bolts.

Which means, essentially, he takes off in a half-jog, staring at the palm of his hand like it's something alien to him because whatever's doing the Charleston behind his navel is making him dizzy. Enough so that he has to lean against a wall and wonder if Dean's finally had enough of him and poisoned him or some shit like that. (Except Dean'd do the job with a gun or a knife, not something like poison. Not unless it was iron filings in Harry's coffee.) He tucks his arms around himself and leans against a wall far enough away for him to start looking to settle, to control his breathing and will whatever this too-hot feeling is to take the long walk of a short pier. ]

Haruka Nanase | Free! | OTA

[aquaphilia]

derek hale (teen wolf) | ota but castmates preferred

[triskelion]

Dick Grayson • DC Comics • OTA

[ex_noceur464]

7! and i'm aging Jaime up for this

[khajidatass]

[ Here Jaime and Dick were, hot on Poison Ivy's trail—nearly caught her before she slipped out the back of the greenhouse where some strange and unidentifiable plants were growing—and Jaime just had to do something like this. Tripping on a stray vine which triggered the nearby flowerpods to suddenly bloom in a puff of pink and strong-scented pollen. Honestly, he'd be embarrassed if he weren't more concerned with how it was affecting him.

Even with the suit on, it's thick enough to send Jaime into a fit of coughing and sputtering as he staggers backward, yet seems to disperse quickly enough. Except for the smell of it: that seems to stay in his nostrils strong enough to make him dizzy. ]

She's getting away! [ He manages to get the words out while he tries to figure out where the ground is supposed to be. ] I'll catch up. Need t'... t'flush this crap outta m-my system...

[ But that's suddenly not sounding very likely, because the scarab's voice is already sounding distant and dulled. He thinks the last thing he hears Khaji say is something about a complex neurotoxin reaching his brain. Which makes a lot of sense since he feels like there's a strange, really almost pleasant buzz in his mind. And shaking his head to try to clear it only succeeds in making the rest of the room spin so much he falls to his knees, holding his head and his stomach just so he has something to hold onto. ]

Akihiko Sanada | Persona 3 | OTA

[ktfod]

/fuck prompts just gonna do dis thing

[ex_hoboagogo439]

[Damn, his head was swimming.

At first, it had just been a faint irritation to his sinuses and the back of his throat after inhaling that fine, mist-like powdery substance-- but by now Shinjiro's head was a mess, thoughts sliding off his mind and out of his grasp like so much slick oil, focus fuzzing and shifting with the exception to how fucking turned on he was getting.

And-- Not from any major thing in particular? Not like usual, at least. Sure, he was a teenager, things happened and popped up and were generally a pain... but they typically at least had some kind of prompting. But the more time went by, the more demanding that aching pressure in his groin built-- the pit of his gut feeling like it was burning, muscles knitting and knotting in pent up tension.]

-Fuck. [So he just-- breathes out the word, a hand coming up to his forehead for a moment, covering his eyes as though tending to a sort of headache-- and brushing over the damp glisten of sweat gathering under his bangs, eyes squeezing shut. Even the air in his lungs feels way too hot, like he'll burn up in his long sleeved shirt and coat-- and he'll pull off the beanie, trying to alleviate some of that.] hey, Aki-- [A short swallow, lips moving over dry lips,] Just-- gimme a sec.

[And don't ask why or come closer or look or-- anything because the idea of just moving into and against anything warm, moving, willing(?), grinding up against that-- is getting really, really distracting.]

Tachibana Makoto • Free! • OTA

[blackfish]

Peter Quill / Star-Lord • Marvel-616 • OTA

[explosivepenetrators]

Leonard McCoy | Star Trek XI

[damnitman]

4

[alwaysexemplary]

[It might not even have been a problem. If it were for the inadvertent way that Uhura's shoulder had brushed against McCoy's on the way out of the shuttle. The whole away mission had been a success in terms of scientific discoveries. One quick trip to decontamination and they were free to go about their normal business.

...but it didn't explain the shiver she got as she walked past the good doctor. Nor her sudden desire to do it again.]

Rin Matsuoka | Free! | M/M

[chlorin]

Khanon | Valkyrie Profile II: Silmeria | OTA

[pope_xanatos_i]

Dave Strider | Homestuck

[stablelooper]

Jaime Reyes | DC Comics | OTA

[khajidatass]

OOC: aged up to early twenties

Rolled a 4~!

[science_academy_chic]

It had been a long day at work, but a rewarding one to say the least. Hope was usually a mechanical scientist, but he had some biology under his belt, and so had the chance to work in those labs today with a new and unique flower discovered somewhere in the Amazon. The flower had discharged something earlier, but since no one seemed to suffer anything, it had been brushed away.

Now, though, he was home, shucking off his yellow jacket and loosing his bright blue tie, kicking off his boots.

"Jaime! Jaime are you home?" he called, padding through the rooms in search of the other and the alien on his back.

Ryan Smith | OC | OTA

[ulfhethinn]

Severus Snape | Marauder/First War | OTA

[darknessfading]

Armin Arlert | Attack on Titan | M/M

[mydetermination]

[sweetjeans]

{occ: two strapping military boys lost in the big-ass tree forest? I was thinking of [1] with Jean unable to go on till Armin fucks him but Top!Armin isn't popular with this ship so I wanted to ask first! We could do something else too if you really want a Jean. If not it's cool!}

Draco Malfoy | Harry Potter | OTA

[dracolucmalfoy]

Khan / "John Harrison" || [star trek reboot] || all options

[sanguinolent]

[[ooc: so augments aren't immune to sex pollen? plot what plot.]]

I am a terrible person, and I rolled a 3, haha

[universal_charm]

<sub>[ There was something particularly annoying about someone's random plant spraying you in the face when you're on the hunt, especially for someone as dangerous as Khan. He coughed as the pollen got into his throat and on his face, wiping at it rather futilely and finally just leaving it.

He went back to his course, aiming for the last known place Khan was said to have resided under his pseudonym "John Harrison". As he walked, though, his heart began to beat faster, his breath tightening in his chest and he broke into a run. He had to find Khan. Had to. If he didn't.. if he didn't, he wasn't sure what would happen, but he knew he had to as he dodged through the streets and throngs of people, gasping.

Was that him up ahead? Did he recognize that gently curled hair? ]</sub>

Khan!

Dean Winchester ☠ Supernatural

[perkynipples]

5

[12winged_dealer]

<sub>[ Bishamon was a unique sort - a demon that looked oh so much like an angel he thought it rather hurt the poor Christian believers that saw him. He was, in fact, a Yatagarasu from Japanese legend, the golden, three-legged crow. In human form, though, he was a tall, muscular, blind, blond man... with twelve golden wings. He had been called the Seraphim, long ago, though the number of tattoos on his body marked him different from any angel if one could not sense his creature-demon blood.

But here he was, with a creature hunter, one who would kill him... and he rather liked that. Not that he feared Dean, but he was refreshing, so determined and feisty. More than any human he had meant in a long time and oh that was delicious. He was in the motel room he knew Dean had taken, "gazing" out the one window, wings shifting and casting a soft spray of pollen to the ground, gained from who knows where... ]</sub>

castiel | supernatural | s8 or post preferably.

[babysits]

5. and I hope this is okay!

[onasteelhorse]

This is disgusting...

[First time Dean risked taking Cas on a hunt since his grace had been taken and it ended with them doused in something that smelled so sickeningly sweet, it had his stomach almost turning. They smelled like cheap perfume. Great, that sure was Dean's favorite smell.

One he got to smell all the way back to their motel on the far side of town. Sam was sitting this one out at least, which was a good thing. That meant he wasn't potentially compromised by whatever this stuff might do and he could get right on looking up what the effects might be while Dean ushered Cas into their room.

The sensible thing seemed to be getting this crap washed off anyway.]

You get the first shower, Cas, go on.

[Dean was the one who dragged him into this and he was going to be the first to get it washed off, just in case it did do something. He owed him that much.

Besides, Dean was finding it hard to just relax to focus on much else at the moment. Something was itching at him. He couldn't tell if he was feeling wound tight because they'd just had one hell of a fight and he was coming off the adrenaline high, if it was because of the shit they were covered with, or if it was something else. He wasn't sure knowing would put him at ease anymore than not though.]

Don't use all the hot water though.

Jack Frost | Rise of the Guardians | m/m

[shivery]

((castmates and non-castmates both adored))