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

montgomery scott | star trek aos

[techicanery]

james t kirk | star trek aos

[lookatthis]

nyota uhura {63} | star trek aos

[nameinherited]

carol marcus | star trek aos

[evolvingcomposure]

spock {63} | star trek aos

[castlogical]

Khan | Star Trek Reboot | Castmates preferred

[warriorsmind]

Spock | Post Into Darkness

[your_logic_is_impeccable]

[spohkh]

[Any preference on who is effected?]

[lookatthis]

[none at all, happy either way! ]

Marvelous~

[spohkh]

[Another away mission, another fatal mistake that left them very thoroughly trapped in a cave.
Again.

The ion storm prevented them from transporting back up to the ship, and it would be hours before they could even dream of getting out of here. Normally that wasn't a problem for the commanding duo; all routine right? Accept this time Spock wasn't well...

His eyes were dark, blinking rapidly as if trying to get something out of there.]

[lookatthis]

[Jim was still fussing with his comm badge. Not that he expected any miracles here. No, those really only got called in for the big deals. Planet saving and time jumping. Right now, tinkering with it was as much a way to pass the time as it was a bid to get them an early break in this mission.]

No luck, Spock. I think we're just waiting this one out.

[He sighed and looked out at the storm.]

Remind me why I thought this planet would be interesting?

[Actually he'd jumped on the away mission at the last moment, to avoid Bones stalking him down for the quarterly physical.]

[spohkh]

[Spock didn't say anything, brows furrowing as he stares at nothing in particular.
While outwardly he might not be showing anything too serious, his mind is a completely different matter. His senses were on overdrive, heightening at an alarming rate.

Hot... it was too hot.]

[lookatthis]

[Okay, so, his first officer wasn't exactly Mr talkative on the best days, but they'd come a long way since the times of Jim having to wonder if he risked court marshal after every mission. There was a trust there now, and.. an understanding. Or so Jim like to think.

He's worried that he's done something to offend Spock, not that the Vulcan would ever admit it.]

Um- look, I know I kind of pulled a dick move by joining the away team. I was just looking to stretch my feet, you know? [He wasn't trying to take every command opportunity from you, Spock. You knew that, right? Jim bit his lip for a second and then looked back at his Vulcan.]

Will the silent treatment get cut short if I apologize?

[spohkh]

[Spock's heart pounded in his side as his breathing became more erratic as Jim spoke.
He wanted to reply to Jim, really... he just couldn't. His hands tightened into fists as the Vulcan seemed to curl in on himself.
It hurt, and it was too hot. He was trying so desperately to control himself, but his thoughts...

...they became more and more about Jim.]

C-captain...

[His voice sounded different, heavy almost. A stray thought that he knew was important was just out of reach... something about a flower and its possible effects. He just couldn't concentrate on it. All he wanted was to cool down.]

[lookatthis]

Oh, shit, Spock.

[Bones was going to call this karmic payback, Jim just knew it. Though that was a stray thought that got easily pushed aside as the Captain moved over to Spock's side. His face gone from sheepish to serious in the blink of an eye.]

Something's wrong? [Jim set a hand gently on Spock's back.]

We don't have a med kit here, so tell me that your superior Vulcan superpowers are going to kick in and keep you alright for the next few hours?

[spohkh]

I...

[That touch... Jim's cooling touch. The Vulcan swayed where he stood, and grasped Jim's arms for support, leaning his head down on his Captain's shoulder.

Yes, he could stay here for a minute like that, right? By now Spock was panting, fingers pressing into Jim with an almost bruising force.
His thoughts, it was like trying to grasp at air, but he knew that the moment he gave up he would be lost.]

[lookatthis]

[This was even worse than Jim has suspected. He frowned and awkwardly ran his hand up and down Spock's back like his brother used to do for him when he was sick as a dog and just needed someone to be there. Even if it didn't do much good other than offer simple comfort.

But that was the thing. Spock never wanted contact. He tolerated it, sometimes. Or he avoided it. But Jim was certain that he'd never seen the other man like this before.]

You're burning up. Fuck, okay. We need to get you chilled somehow.

[Think, Kirk. Think.

Well. It wasn't entirely too surprising that Jim's thoughts went immediately to taking Spock's clothes off. But in this case, he thought he was probably professionally justified in making the suggestion.]

Spock? Okay, buddy, you're really making strides to breaking the galaxy's rapid fever timing. We've got to cool you down. Quick.

[Jim's hands hesitated briefly, but he clenched his jaw and began to tug up Spock's shirt.]

[spohkh]

[It was as if a light had been switched as the Vulcan suddenly knocked them down and pinned Jim to the mossy ground.
Spock growled as he leaned in, inhaling Jim's scent at his neck... hard against Jim's hip.]

[lookatthis]

[Hero to the known galaxy. The most recognizable face in Starfleet. The Captain of the fleet's Flagship.. and he yelped in complete surprise.]

I'm going to go out on a limb and say that this isn't the flu you're coming down with.

[Jim groaned. This just wasn't fair.]

Spock, can you understand me right now? You're not acting rationally.

[spohkh]

[Spock stilled, growling over Jim's form as he continued to pin his Captain.
He wanted to tell Jim that he was sorry, that he wasn't in control... that something was horribly wrong.
Spock didn't want it to be like this. In his weak moments he had fantasized what it might be like to finally be with Jim... but this? Spock would never be able to forgive himself after this.

The Vulcan shuddered as he blinked at his Captain...]

I-it burns... [Spock squeezed his eyes shut.]

[lookatthis]

That's not very reassuring, just so you know, probably best not to mention something burns when you're trying to close the deal. Kind of a mood killer. [But Jim knew what Spock meant, he was mostly just bullshitting for the sake of getting his own mind in order.]

...just, hey, it's okay. We'll figure this out. Tell me what you want.

[spohkh]

[Spock groaned, head still tucked into Jim's neck.
Hesitantly, he shifted his hips against Jim's and gasped. For that one moment the burning was less, and yet more heightened than it was before.][The Vulcan let go of Jim's arms in favour of putting them under Jim's shirt, tugging on the material...]

A 1/3 hybrid. Probably shouldn't, but will anyway. X)

[spacelingo]

Uhura was doing what could more or less be described as rutting in her seat while struggling to focus on the current Enterprise debriefing. It had been the usual set-up: Another voyage, another distant planet equipped with unfamiliar flora and fauna. In this instance, the former included a rather aggressive plant that spat who knows what kind of substance at Uhura simply because she had the audacity to stand near it while waiting for an update on their coordinates. Naturally she didn't make a fuss - just dusted off the residue and carried on like the brave officer she was.

Then she fell in line behind Spock on their way back to the transport area.

Spock was beautiful. That was no secret to anyone, and certainly not a secret to the commander herself, seeing as Uhura always made it a point to tell her as much during their more private moments. But there was something about the stride in her step, the straightness in her posture, and not to mention the curve of her ass that began to drive Uhura crazy with desire. By the time they'd made it back to the ship, she'd fantasized about a thousand different ways in which she could have Spock. Now if only she could get through the damned meeting, perhaps she could make some of those fantasies a reality.

In the meantime, she kept one leg crossed tightly over the other as she did her best to endure. As Jim rattled on about the power of excellent teamwork, Uhura squeezed her eyes shut and begin rocking, quite lewdly, in her chair. Please, please, let this be over soon...

Jamie Kirk (63'd Jim) || Star Trek Reboot || F/M

[gtfomychair]

Lenora McCoy (Rule 63 Bones) || Star Trek Reboot || F/M

[doc_not_a]